Myself a Bean

I live my life sober and clean but once was called a bean I started with promise and hope then found myself drowning in dope I smoked a dart from a pack I found that led me to joint just to be sound I made friends with a bottle I bought only to find them gone after we fought I tried mushrooms for giggles and fun then to lcd to talk to the earth and sun I get bored and like to move a lot so Crystal was great so I thought I finally found a bag of cocaine she's the devil I named caine I cut my first line with a knife then vowed to make her my wife I tried to run from her sweet smell only to find myself under her spell I worked hard day and night just for her love with no fight I chopped my lines every hour enjoy life with a new superpower I went one day to share my one love to a woman who fit me like a glove I woke up in pain no later then noon to my women with my caine in a spoon I watched her whip something sweet with a flame I'll try this new treat I was mesmerized and in love again with a pipe that looked just like a pen I managed my love with a new routine with friends and family calling me a Bean I finally ran away from my two wives but not until I drained many lives I stand here today sober and clean but still think of myself as a Bean.