Psychedelics (Unfinished) 1XFIGHTER

[Chorus 1]
I be lost, zoning out the zone sometimes
Others counting bills when I'm counting dimes
Invisibly in a box but I'm not a mime
People poppin' Percs to stay sane, but what I do is rhyme

[Verse 1]
Is this the end or is it just the beginning?
Still 12 years old but my mind is winning
Being an asshole, I just might start swinging
Can't do melodic shit, don't like to show off my singing
People lacing drugs, now they lacing my sadness
Everybody's dying, why the fuck this gotta happen?
Vision getting blurry, gotta find my black glasses
Sadness? Usually not, Depression? I ain't tryna have it
Mood swing like bi-polar
Got stress on my back and it feels like a boulder
Anxiousness got me sweating but my heart getting colder
Juice WRLD, rest in peace, look over your fans' shoulders
Got a good house, like bread, it's getting a lot moldier
You got a girlfriend but you never tryna hold her
Only thing she's useful for is getting rid of your boner
I'm a fighter, not a God damn mourner
Teaching you 'bout bad shit, so call you a learner

[Chorus 2]
Smoking methamphetamine or crack, whatever habit
You may actually have, just know that you'll get past it
Whatever chance for sobriety that you get, take that chance and grasp it