Confessions

Daddy, I see you

Mama know I suffer from addiction
Just like my father, she hopin' I was different
But I ain't trippin', I know my sins ain't forgiven, uh
I ain't Kodak, baby, I got more than tunnel vision
Broke up with the drugs, but I think I need them right now
Secrets that I can't keep right now
Confessions, this a curse and a blessing
They say your word is your weapon, oh

My grandma probably think that I'm demonic, ha
Shit, I am, let's be honest
Eyes red when I walk into the crib, ayy, ayy
Dilated, what am I on?
Uh, mixing pills with the potions
Like a present on Christmas, let me open, ayy, ayy
Caught me in the open
Demons like gangsters, they catch me, they gon' smoke on me
Uh, uh, uh, I'm in Hell, I inhale
Uh, ayy, How am I? Bitch, I ain't feelin' well
Can you tell? Uh, uh, this is not a sad face
I'm having a good day, sarcastic
Pops called my phone, I was flabbergasted
'Cause I don't have no pops, I'm a bastard
And I don't have no friends
They only come around for a good time, not when it matters

Mama know I suffer from addiction
Just like my father, she hopin' I was different
But I ain't trippin', I know my sins ain't forgiven, uh
I ain't Kodak, baby, I got more than tunnel vision
Broke up with the drugs, but I think I need them right now
Secrets that I can't keep right now
Confessions, this a curse and a blessing
They say your word is your weapon, oh

My homie told me somethin' I can't forget
He told me it was hard for us to live
See we've been taking Perkys since a kid
Now my heart don't work the same like I was turning eighty six
Never wanna feel this way again
Oxy, Molly, Vicodin and maybe Klonopins
I take it with some Gin, hella Gin
Drugs turn a nigga to a skeleton, ayy
They used to call us junkies, call us klutz
But look at the way this junkie settin' a trend
See I ain't never really give a fuck
I'll take my whole advance and throw it in the wind
Ayy, huh, like spend money, uh
Throw my life away, uh, spend money
Uh, waste my life away, uh, get money
Uh, waste money, uh, throw my life away, ayy

Mama know I suffer from addiction
Just like my father, she hopin' I was different
But I ain't trippin', I know my sins ain't forgiven, uh
I ain't Kodak, baby, I got more than tunnel vision
Broke up with the drugs, but I think I need them right now
Secrets that I can't keep right now
Confessions, this a curse and a blessing
They say your word is your weapon, oh