It'S Hard To Win When You Always Lose

I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins

I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins

'96 Impala with a bottle full of Roxys
Know I got Suboxone when I run out from the popping
Drug addicted, I admit it, said before I ain't trying to quit it
Codeine, codeine, got it dripping on my shirt from sloppy sipping

Popping some percs and some Vicodins
Leaning back hoping that life would end
Again and again, that's everyday, everyday
Fuck a rehab, I just wither my life away

Grey forever-ever
Drug possessors
My life expectancy up on the dresser

Pathetic, I need anesthetics, I ain't energetic
All these drugs never regret it, I guess it's genetic
It ain't my aesthetic, that's fucking generic
$uicide the epidemic, make the kids quit academics

Take drugs 'til you're epileptic, call the paramedics
Depression magnetic, I'm anti-kinetic
Fucking apathetic, again, I'm pathetic
Move on without me and then fucking forget it
Thought I moved on but I keep forgetting (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins
I poured up a dirty Sprite again
I pop on these Percs and Vicodins