Drug Store Life
So I pull up outside the CVS, the Walgreen's is across the corner lot. I'm looking in my cup holder for my ID and when I pull up to the window she asked me. Yeah, what you here for? You here for your prescription? I say yeah baby you know this is an addiction I have, its nothing you can control I'm always at the drug store cause I need more.
My doctor wrote me a script I feel like its my last orda. My body can't take anymora. Of the poison it feels like I'm crumbling my mind is always f*** ing twisted from this medicine. It has me feeling like I'm doing back flips on my mattress spring. Ring a din ding dong is that the doorbell? Oh no I must be tripping on this pill.
The dreams I have from this pharmaceutical dope. Im not sure if you know, but this is no joke. It has me imagining I'm up on the hill with Jill. No matter what time of the day it is I drop a pill. Time to spark this white Zig-Zag jay. I break up the bud, I fill it up with nothing but the fire nug, that I just picked up. From dispensary its right down the road from me.
That's where I get all my weed. I pull up in my car, I knock on the door. They let me in and I show them my card. They let me observe the jar. Different flavors, different ways to get high there definitely raising the bar. No need to look far for 15 bucks I get a gram of the most intense plant on this earth you know what it feels like this is what you get when you live a drug store life.
Written by:
Richard Baumgardt
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