Addiction Homicide

 At the age of 15 I was in the 9th grade, thats when I tasted Mary and a bond was made.

This is a story of fact and not of fiction, when inside my heart was the birth of addiction, I had finally found the peice I was missing, my days spent up by MaryJanes kisses.

There wasn't anything I cared for more than her, I fell in love with that psychodelic euphoria and a body hotter than the summers in Florida, oh MaryJane i'll never get bored of ya.

When I was 16 cocaina came into my life, our relationship began and it felt so right, And when Mary and Cocaina came around we had some crazy nights, so when they called to me I never put up a fight.

But lets not forget about their close friends, Ciroc, Hennessy, Gin, Oxycodone, and Blue Dolphins, making my head spin, inside the winds of geeked heaven.

I even made the homemade lean, mixing up Nyquil and Promethezine Pills, selling to feens still cause I had the mean deals.

The life was addictive and the drugs were a big need, I was in the middle of the fast lane driving in a 6-speed, untill I got tired of the white girl making my nose bleed.

So I became a murderer and killed all who I've mentioned, they are no longer living, so this I tell you is the death of addiction.