B1ACK0UT - Trippin' (Awareness of OD)

Bitches got me tripping
But its like they are tricking
Hoes got me added
Like they are demanded
Tripping off the acid
Feelin' like I'm made of plastic
Blowing fat clouds to feel something
Feelin' light headed but its a dumb thing
Blowing out the Zaza
Feelin' like a baby
(Goo Goo, Ga Ga)
Just like a Bad Romance
Inhale exhale, take another X pill
Feeling higher with a chill
Feeling cold, feeling numb
Never felt so dumb
Laying out the powder
Screaming inside much louder
Sticking the needle inside
Shortly after I happily died
Crushing up that crystal yo
Mr. White, that's a great show
Burning up the devils lettuce
I hope that makes us feel like us
I hope I never overdose
If so, I'll take lower dose
That would be a shitty way to die
I wonder what it would feel like dying high
Wait, I cant think that
It'll make me want to hit the mat
Make me want them more
Then I'll end up under the underscore
The underscore on my gravestone
Under my date of birth
And something that says
"Son, Brother, Was very young"
Then I would be overhung
Over all my loved ones
Watching them over the suns
Protecting my family
Feeling like an anomaly
Feeling like its all a dream
Dying of overdose is extreme
Take caution or just don't do them
Trust me, you'll live better without them

Written by:
Black Out

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