Holly Springs Disaster I Feel Like I'm Taking Crazy Pills
Oh my god!
Have you seen my medicine?
I need it to keep my head
Upon these shoulders
And keep the beast inside at bay
There is love but I like f..ckin
There are drugs, if I am lucky
And a mothers arm
Extend like the track marks from your brothers arms
And they pour it out
Into these bottles of addictions
And roach's that form in the palm
Of your little baby boy
And you cover up the killings
This is a battle with the bottle
And I'm losing it