In my shoes you couldn't run a mile
My profile is vile
Demon seed devil's child
No excuses for these loose lips
Lost cause extremely useless
Not at all using excuses
My life falls due to these abuses
PTSD keeps me on my knees
Controlling all my vices
Helps control my OCD
I smoke a lot of weed
To fight back the anxiety
Staying in the house
Cuz I got to have my privacy
Life is a bitch and then you die
But she a bad bitch
If you've lived it right
Keeping control of my soul
Becomes a daily goal
No rest for the weary
Is what I've always been told
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