Sometimes I think The devil’s taking over me ,
But it’s not…just my mind feeding off my energy.
Putting up stop signs, detours, deviations from my destiny,
The daily battle ensues wonder who’ll get the victory.
So I take a break,
Light up that cancer stick,
“What’s that smell?!” I hear,
From Mummy dear…
“Must be the watchman..” I reply
A few more drags to get the high
Head rush sinking in
Yes … this is where I wanna be.
But it’s only for a moment,
That moment feels like days,
Start to look back and reminisce
What felt like pure bliss
And I remember that kiss
The phone calls that I miss
Long drives outta town
Watch her pull out a pound
Her roll up skills so astounding
Waiting for our heads to start pounding
Sit back, relax, hotbox,
Red eyes like larry king socks.
All that now feels like yesterday
Yet we’re about turn a year..dang…aint shit cray?
So I pick up the phone,
I wanna call say “I’m sorry” for being so far gone.
Seems that won’t happen soon
Unless I jump over the moon
My heart’s still there
Beating for you, no one else.
But I think that the devil’s taking over me ,
But it’s not…just my mind feeding off my energy.
Putting up stop signs, detours, deviations from my destiny,
The daily battle ensues wonder who’ll get the victory.