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.
Copyright © Jamil Ibari | Year Posted 2024
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