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Lifetime of Chaos

When I was 16 I lost my best friend
I started to grind, smoking weed and drinking Hennessee 'n' Gin
Then my clientele blew up
I'm 16 making bands feelin' like I grew up
Poppin' pills and chewin' em' up
Buying pounds of mid as I really started movin' up
At 17 I had hustled up a selection of drugs like methamphetamines and ecstacy, let's get geeked up and come and roll with me 
Everybody is high as we can be
And we all know it's me- Yes we all know it's because of me
Choppin' up lines, Drinkin' up, Smokin' dro till we can't hardly see
My sexy chick blowin' good with me
Now I'm 20 and my best friend gets shot in the head
2nd homie dead
Still getting a whole lotta bread
Now I'm really getting wasted with 6 different drugs coursing through my body so the tears don't shed
Then a overdose takes me to deaths doorstep, but I stayed alive
I kept on getting live so I could make it to see 25
This is where I lost my ex who is the closest person that I had, now she's gone
What is going on?
She was the one who took my virginity 
After sex she would just lay next to me
Now she has died 
She's no longer by my side
This is just the beginning to my life and it's a bumpy ride
I just like to keep them in my rhymes and poems
Because my heart still knows em'
Do you see why I get high and take these blunts and twist em' 
My trunks beating with 3000 watts in my system
I was getting as high as I wanna be while I made my profits rise
So high I feel like lead with my pain in disguise
Moving on to the times that made me, to the times that paid me
To the times that I made me free
These are the days that really paid me
At this point I'm 27 and I'm making 2 stacks a week
Then all of a sudden I was blessed with the best gift I could ever speak
My daughter was born and I was the first one to kiss her cheek
The power of that feeling was my peak
After 3 years of playing and teaching with my little girl she was ripped from me
Because I got pistol whipped and beaten, then it was 5 years of her life that slipped from me
I have had a hell of a time gripping that reality
These are some of the days of my life I never skip a day thinking about
I never ever had a drought 
Bands still coming in and I'm lost on my route 
Years of downing more drugs than I should
No headlights while I'm following this dark road while I get as numb as I could
Memories of my little girl were constantly in replay, thinking about building lego castles with her as we would play
That's a hole I'm glad I got out of
I'm never letting go of her smile everyday
Just getting out of prison
And the world is way worse than when I went in
The war on drugs has failed and addiction is at a all time high
Try to envision a society of regulation
A society where every member has participation 
Not a society ruled by courts, prisons, and probation
This only benefits a small percentage 
The answers to this problem lie within our past and it will become a beautiful image
Take the power from our corrupt people of society
I promise I am not the one who has made generations of lies so you cannot see
I promise I am not the one who has lied to thee
Let freedom ring, just let us be and you will see!!!

Copyright © Christopher Davis | Year Posted 2021

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