Dope Aint So Dope Yal
it seems like an epidemic
this thing that alters lives
brothers sisters moms and dads
even husbands and wives
some are in prison
others in the grave
seems the ones left
just don't have the heart to change
constantly seeking it
there's never enough to satisfy
its just a quarter paper
to an eight ball
a bowl to get high
everyone is doing it
and anything for it like a fiend
some even selling their bodies
their kids being raised on the streets
kidnapping and jacking
kicking in peoples doors
when will you all realize
the life being destroyed is not only yours
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