excuses

Five days sober since the slip up

Tryna keep my mouth closed, gotta keep my chin up

Really it was nothing, this was just a mix up

Mixed up in the liquor, I just get the hiccups

I don't really have a problem, I'm just so polite that, I can't turn it down, but I know that it Ain't right

And all I do is make excuses, Instead of retribution

I could pay the price, but lately I been mooching

I been speaking fluent in a language I ain't used to

Talking so much shit, took a class in Metamucil

Telling me that I should get some help but I refuse to

Admit I've got a problem, homie you should try my shoes too, I used to

Fill myself with toxins just to make me feel strong