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I bring sight to the blind
The deaf & the dumb
As I write these rhymes
I breathe breath into lungs
I did meth, it was fun
But I seen death, it was coming
Though it's certain that we'll meet
I wasn't anxious to confront him
Or her...because these women could be
The death of me
...and if I remember the recipe
Her name was Crystal, yes indeed
These bills, they still be stressing me
...and girls still get the best of me
Can I keep second guessing?
Will I ever learn my lesson?
Sent to heaven smoking cess
That herbal healing is a blessing
It brings me peace & perspective
When all I seek is aggression
I feel the peak when I'm gressing
Then I plummet from the summit
To someone meek with a message
Should I dumb it down or numb it for ya
My truth is pure potency
So you can burn it on the foil
While I go get my highs
From them low points
Down in the soil.