The Voices

The voices in my head is telling me to do one thing but i wanna do another

the voices in my head is telling me to stop the drugs so my body can recover

But my body scream and groans in pain

 All this crazy shit has me going insane

No one will understand the pleasure of my addiction

My love for weed is real not fiction


I Hate The feeling of being lied too

The struggle of me failing and lacking in school

So instead of talking i smoke

Its not a bad thing Least its not coke

The Voices in my head is telling me its only going to get worse

So all i have to say is this is my last verse. 



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