red

I carry it on me, 

take them all.

one after one,

non- stop its my life,

feel like high.

red on the ground pop pop!!

sniff that sh*t.

im always up in the sky.

I carry every mother f**king drug on me.

red on my grave drip after drip.

feel like high,

up in the sky.

tattoos all on me.

red all over, drugs all on me.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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