*BY FRANK GURU*
I am high, high for the need to plant a seed of weed just as Sid did.
I am high, high that my blood flow becomes slow for I see no flaw for it to show
You see these drugs, these drugs open my eyes as I see no rugs
They silence every voice I hear no bugs
I fail to box her for my trouser sags
With no tags in a bag I elude the rag
I am high and I and I say hi because I am a high
So high that I fail to call-kane for only my cola-coke can
So high that I behold a black label holding two keys just to see strawberry lips being labelled as a brutal fruit
So high that I fail to say hi cause I can marry-Juana you see
I am a drug addict, no not the one with an edit allbeit I choose not to take a seat because of the heat
I am a drug addict, addicted to the meth that induces a birth of release I feel to soothe me on this earth
My blood intoxicates a mosquito it's a tequila shot made red hot
My blood pressure is high like I and I it fails to hi
Whether it is in plain sight or at night my plight is a sniff to overcome my frieght oh I am I high
With these pills bally chills as my soul it steals
It's an escape that heals with need of therapeutic hills
I am a drug addicted, addicted to find a muse of which I use no blues as my body I choose to abuse do you traduce my queues?
I see the pain within of which I conceal with this sin
I wish to be seen not because of where I have been
I want to be washed clean
But without my tools I am unseen
I am an addict because I find comfort that I fail to resist
I pray but these demons persist and I insist
Let them win so you can call me a drug addict