Every since the day i heard about you things got worse.
I took a reading on you now my wrist hurt.
Time kills i had to carve it in my arm.
Since splitting lines would of made me more insane to the eye.
The people i should say.
I feel high when i haven't even smoke the ****.
And when i smoke the **** you keep me paranoid to think.
I'ma go to jail if the cops catch me smoking on this tree.
When the money the same color of the ***** see.
This why i can't die because i just want to see.
The day it's legalize in the cle.
You my old friend will surely subside because one day hopefully soon it'll be legal to decide if i want to be high.
Depressed i shall remain.
Until i catch a train or fly upon a plane.
To my mother land where even there **** is spooky.
Feel like anywhere i go it's a chance of a scary movie.
But you depression, you everywhere i go.
I can't even have a girlfriend because of the thought of turning cold.
Giving nothing but my full soul in return for her hand.
Then you kick in and tell me she wants another man.
****
Depression wish you would leave now my hand bleeds.
I carved God on my hand so hopefully if he's real he'll see.
That my depression will surely try and really **** me.
And anxiety, your something that makes my nose bleed.
Im done with this depression waiting patiently for bills to past
So i can legally smoke the ***** tree while laying on the grass.