Remember the pain, never forgetting the pleasure.
Should he do it again.. I mean the needles already in him.
Heat the thoughts up, his hands are not gentle.
Satisfied by fantasy, some would call it abominable.
Judgement is calamity, darkness watch in a peep hole.
Vains pop out the floor is so comfortable.
No longer here me and lust is identical.
I *** no **** but this is so cereal.
He's a murderer as he's killing his children
.......he stops and looks around and says "Man what am I doing"?
The spirit was right I have the wrong intentions.
Left hand was drenched as the tears started Rollin.
He's back and there ain't nobody to help him,
He laughs just to stop the crying.
Rehab... rehab.... That's all he's givin
Cleaning the mess as he notice the needles ....I mean it's already in him.