Jersey Mic - Vice

They say - Too much of anything could kill
Does moderation excuse the will?
What's your vice? What does it heal?
When you go without, how does it feel?
This ain't no damn intervention
I've one too, won't fail to mention
Love my life but I hate depression
No further questions...

"Vice"- defined to be Immoral or wicked behavior
Point of views that misconstrue my habits as failures
Sex, Money and Drugs - three infamous paraphernalia's
Escape reality cuz I feel like life isn't fair enough
Fuck tearing up, manifest my destiny in God's Time
Born Sinner, still blessed to be the focal point of God's eyes
What's mine? I smoke bud that's grown and plucked from God's Vine's
Highly potent and highly favored come walk thru God's Mind

They say - Too much of anything could kill
Does moderation excuse the will?
What's your vice? What does it heal?
When you go without, how does it feel?
This ain't no damn intervention
I've one too, won't fail to mention
Love my life but I hate depression
No further questions...

Written by:
Micheal Watkins

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