DEFENDER'S RAP

• I take that Xanax but I still stress out and have anxiety. Popping pills all day's the only way to keep my high esteem.
• Am if I'm safe mentally? Struggle with my identity. Try to keep my sanity. Xanax is now the remedy.
• I've taken it way to far with this pill though. I tried to stop, now tears stained up my pillow. How long will this last? Only God will know.
• Now I'm faced with a choice. Is it gun or bottle? I'm stacking up cans of liquor. I'm at the bottom. Memories of my family but I've forgot em.
• Now I sit here in the corner of my apartment. Wondering how I got here. Wondering how this all started.
• When I think of them, I'm bombarded by those departed. I keep my heart guarded. And when they pop up, I disregard them.
• But I can't stop until I have a finished bottle. But my life feels like an unfinished novel.
• Lord Xanax. The sovereign leader. A squadron. Pointing guns at my thoughts and I'm gonna drop cuz I'm heartless.
• There is no hope for this kid. I need to give in. I need to end it right here. No point of livin'
• I have a lot of money but money's not gonna fix this. I'm vicious and I'm religious but God isn't gonna fix shit.
• I burned my money and my savings in the fire last week. My girlfriend left but she left me with a reddened slapped cheek.
• Now it's past three A.M. and I'm just tryna lack sleep. I ain't eat nothing for days and I ain't even fasting.
• I got a stack of Xanax bottles piled in my basement. I can't face it. I'm a victim of enslavement.