(8) Freestyle #8 Deceived 12.23.2024 @ 1:33am

I don’t know what’s wrong, I’m still thinking

Watching my liquor go down, I’ve been drinking

Glued to a hospital bed, I’m in mourning

Dwelling in my sorrows early in the morning

I’m not sure what it is I’m feeling

I see my life having no meaning

Wasting away precious time to be fiending

Living like a loser, like this I’m not winning

You would think I’m sick of this shit

But honestly I’m more sick of getting lit

It’s not the same anymore, fucking bullshit

I guess I’m almost to the point where I quit

The level of addiction is surreal

I remember being twelve when I took the deal

Lucifer gave me bottomless dope

In exchange for my sanity and hope

What kind of bullshit is that?

I bet you wouldn’t even have my back

It wouldn’t even matter ‘cause we were alone that day.

Without any support and yet still going hard anyway

I lost the most important person in my life

I will never recover from that pain, until I die

How can I ever forget about my baby boy?

He was truly my pride and joy!

I will never be the same

It will never be the same

Normal I’ll never be, I’m insane

I promise not to inflick anymore pain

I’m always going to feel like nobody needs me

That’s fine but when my time comes, I’m home free

Don’t bother me from doing my thing

After reading this, you just might learn something

My brother and I were really going through it

This story is a sad one, long live UNIT

In a way, I’m glad to see he’s free from it all

Trying to not cry or drink more any more alcohol

It’s been a couple of fucked up years

I didn’t think this year would bring me to tears

I didn’t plan for any of this to happen.

I’m still trying to remember while I’m rapping.

It’s almost like something took over me

Something felt off, like I got the wrong key

I can’t quite explain it

It’s still fuzzy memories from that shit

I didn’t know what it was

It felt like I was stuck on shark jaws

I made a fatal mistake

I couldn’t cath a damn break

But none of that matters now

Feel the tension forming through my eyebrows

It’s so hard to believe

I was almost free, I was deceived

Waking up to find out he’s gone

By myself I’m paranoid till dawn

I’m slowing killing myself

I only wonder If I can visit him from hell