It's not a habit with this i have no control This is something I cant get up the nerve to tell no I need it as i rub my legs 2gether wanting a fix All im needing is one hit Then for a while my mind will be free It will float in the air passing through the trees Without it in my body there is a friction What i have is an addiction Cant stop moving without it i have no ease The thought of my addiction buckles my knees It gives me shattering teeth and goose bumps Knowing the addiction is too much Wanting to have control but it wont let me Never wanting this addiction to leave It solves problems that i don't want to understand Time consuming addiction needing a helping hand Sleep never comes when i have not fed my craving For it i go begging,pleading,prowling,and slaving A habit no; much more complex Wondering how im gonna come up with the next A hard ******* from me rise when i see it Knowing i want it **** i need it My addiction Soft complexion smile is light usually go on the prowl for it early mornings and late at night I cook it up with my own hands as i mold it to my liking And when i get it just right i slice it knowing that iΒ Β want it but i have to make it want me too knowing that my addiction is you