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Momma always told me don’t eat 
the snow 
I started smoking shit 
that grows
Too difficult to grow up
 in a broken home 


Put a 40 to the dome 
Got no place to go
 
The disease became terminal 
I had to paint a mural 


Black and white with hallucinary visuals
 
The blood splattered teardrops across the white snow 
Left me with no option but to finally hit the blow 


Addiction started slow, no place like home. 


Asked myself where am I going? 
A path to self destruction and meaningless ideals
Becoming constructive in the mass appeals
Let life become real
 
Dreams are reality, don’t let life be a salary, 
If happiness came hourly 
Would you be proud of who you grew to be? 


Putting in the hours, gotta be official


Get yo hands off yo pistol, 


Your minds a fucking missile


Guide it to clear the way or blow your fucking 
brains. 
No more suffering no more pain. 
Looking onto better days