This J is feeling crazy

I will just fly away

To another place

Another state of mind I can stay in

How many times do I feel like I'm gonna die

It's the same shit

How many lines will I take 'til I know it's too late to go change it

The smoke in my eyes makes it hard to see, yeah

Key another line, snow and ketamine, yeah

By the end of tonight, this bag's gonna be clean, yeah

Sad thing is, there's no place I'd rather be

Crash in through the door, door

Fall down to the floor, floor

Light shining bright, can't tell if day or night

Like 'Smoke another joint until you feel alright'

Right, voices in my head start another fight

So I

Eat a couple shrooms

Sink into the room

Brain gone to mush with no help from the kush

Smoke some together, don't care 'bout the weather

Or whether or not I'll take another shot

Take another shot

And another

And another

Shot shot shot