Here's a story about a boy
And when he ran away
His parents didn't know
What he had to hide
Meds he was prescribed
And deeper down it go
Always wondering why
He had nowhere to go
They say I be unhealthy
Call me Hypersexual
Forget to wrap up
Before I hit the hoes
So Maybe niggas right
I be Livin on the edge
Done little reckless spending Had A lotta risky sex
Sometimes I might slip
I ain't got the control
Sometimes I might sip
Or puff the pipe and just go
Might just do a line
Whatever gets me high
Then I hit the blunt
I always hit the blunt
Molly get me high
Lift my mood to the sky
Coke to raise my confidence
You know I'm kinda shy
Drink to take the edge off
I got that BPD
And I just like to burn
That's just how it be
Molly get me high
Lift my mood to the sky
Coke to raise my confidence
You know I'm kinda shy
Drink to take the edge off
I got that BPD
And I just like to burn
That's just how it be
Couldn't help but party
Addicted to the hoes
Addicted to this life sniffing lines blowin Os
It had me feelin numb
I didn't need to cry
I'd just take a hit
Keep me higher than the sky
May be like my daddy
That nigga crazy too
A schizophrenic alcoholic
It don't matter what you call it
Diagnosed with all it
It's how we are the same
The doctor just asked
What's wrong with your brain?
They said I had to cope with my pain
But they don't understand my pain ain't the same
They said I had to cope with my pain
But they don't understand I got a broken brain
They told me I was broken
Doomed to live a life with flashbacks and panic attacks
Dissociating and destroying relationships
Rapid cycling between manic and depressive episodes
Until I lose my ability for higher thinking
Impulsive decisions that will lead to jail or death
The truth is I believe them