Chronic Songs

[Verse 1]
So I'm puking mucus up on the Expo Line SkyTrain
I drank myself blind last night, now my eyes pained
In the brightness outside the apartment wishing the darkness would fall well
I'm hung over as all hell
My life with drugs is driving around Miss Daisy
My mind is out of place so I'm driving myself crazy
Daisy ain't a white bitch, she's the drugs that I possess
The cess that doesn't change
My current lover, and my ex
I got caught during sex trying to light a blunt
I cut the knot, pot gone for like a fucking month
But it came back like a heart attack, quicker
Now every bowl I take or every toke just makes me sicker
That's okay, that's the way I deal with pain, my brain is an elixir
I don't need it anyway, I'm going back to liquor
Now I'm stuck on liquorice schnapps, Häagen-Dazs, and mauler bongs
My wallets gone, god, I'm sick of chronic songs

[Hook]
I'm down to fucking lose my mind, I wonder why
Yo, yo, yeah
The fucking weed has got my mind in a bind, so get high
But where's the logic in that

[Verse 2]
Let go of the stresses, grab onto depressants
The cess smoked right can make you happy in seconds
Does it last, no it passed
Now I'm gassed up, acting like I don't wanna up in class
But I do, fuck you, I don't give a fuck like a virgin do
A Rottweiler chasing you, I'm a fucking beast
Off his leash, bite with fucking teeth man, until you bleed
Man, see, I'm angry when I'm off of the weed
My fucking mom is even mocking me for talking cheap
I'm rocking Johnny Walker while I'm falling off to sleep
Even if I get the green, Mr. Walker helps me dream
I need a greater effect than chronics got for me
Don't offer me a rocker toke, this officer is stalking me
Go walking down the road a bit, I'll get this copper off of me
Kennedy for chronic, reincarnate, fuck democracy
The parade slave driver's here, and no one's stopping

[Hook]