It's Hard to Win When You Always Lose

I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins '96 Impala with a bottle full of Roxys Know I got Suboxone when I run out from the popping Drug addicted, I admit it, said before I ain't trying to quit it Codeine, codeine, got it dripping on my shirt from sloppy sipping Popping some percs and some Vicodins Leaning back hoping that life would end Again and again, that's everyday, everyday Fuck a rehab, I just wither my life away Grey forever-ever Drug possessors My life expectancy up on the dresser Pathetic, I need anesthetics, I ain't energetic All these drugs never regret it, I guess it's genetic It ain't my aesthetic, that's fucking generic $uicide the epidemic, make the kids quit academics Take drugs 'til you're epileptic, call the paramedics Depression magnetic, I'm anti-kinetic Fucking apathetic, again, I'm pathetic Move on without me and then fucking forget it Thought I moved on but I keep forgetting (yeah, yeah, yeah) I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins I poured up a dirty Sprite again I pop on these Percs and Vicodins