Alcohol

Welcome to the generation when people think they need to down all there problems thru a fifth of vodka. But you see it only creates more than what you see. Next thing you know you're in the back of a cop car cause you just swereeved into the other lane BANGBANG...you took a life and yours is locked up for the time that you die. You're underage drinking and thinking this is so fun cops come KNOCK KNOCK. Who's there? Popo. Oh no. Welcome to the MIP life. Down one bottle to the next trynna get rid of yer ex. Wouldn't call it suicide but you died. One after another, over and over every day get additcted to that shit now yer in AA. 
 

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