Intervention Lyrics

Waking up sober is not the sign of a good night

Between the convulsions and this ain't what it looks like

Papa knew that I'd go back to my old life

Don't bother with this shit that ain't treating your soul right

Here i go stitching up the seams

Playin up some blisters

Seeing pictures of my dreams fade away

I dance with stars several times a day

Bought myself some bliss

I barely listen to them say

The way you paint it black, it's all for attention

You plastic bag, cataract, lost in her mentions

This ain't a party, hun, it's your intervention

Everyone here loves you, but it's past your ascension

Just a day close to 28

There's no end to the lifestyle I serenade

The shit that we applaud when we bury greats

I really can't afford to be a renegade

I got a knack for the taste

Homies that have my back when it aches

Be there when my posture breaks

Try to filter out the snakes

It takes a lot to be great

I know my problems, I confide when I create