I was steady drinking, hardest liquor I could find

Bottle up my feelings, Jumping in the deep end headfirst

Already sinking, imbalanced mind, thought my skin was peeling

My head had hit the ceiling

No lie, getting punched twice

Crossing paths for that double time, blunt left and drink right, that's all I knew

Sipping cyan when you smoking green and feeling blue

Only lying about my feelings 'til I found the booth

Solitude was hell

Getting out of bed, struggling, even through the loudest of bells

I was fumbling, reputation locked in a cell

Then I crumbled it, found out I was almost expelled, now

Putting my soul in this poetry, putting my heart in my art and this song

Putting my soul in these beats, putting my heart in my art, stay strong

Had to convene, switch the routine, how to get

Changing the scene, new script: how to get clean