Letter 2 Myself

I get so high im outta my mind

They say its love but its hate in disguise

I aint too fond of deceit and the lies

I really dont vent i put it in rhymes

Everyday is a blur i lose track of the time

All my women be bad i keep me a dime

Say what you want but yo hoe think im fine

At the blink of eye i can take her she mine

I aint YSL but nigga im slime

My truck got a weapon its optimus prime

I want a pint i aint sippin a line

Move slow off the drugs but im never behind