When Problems Become Solutions

You can call it a habit,
Cuz I'm adamant-
I haven't seen the last of it,
I'll be back before the Sabbath,
Tore up like my fabrics,
inhaling the classics
God damn it I feel fantastic,
Off of two rails of special k, cocaine, and MDMA,
Call me Thomas the train,
I tripped so hard I damn near fell out the frame,
since lysergic acid surges thru my brain,
I can say absolutely nothing was the same,
I wake n bake so I don't go insane,
Like Alice in Wonderland I can't go back to where I came,
Fuck the fame I am just lucky to be here
I Gotta lotta fears but i steer clear-
Of the lights in my rear mirrors,
Coke and beer spilled on my interior,
Whatever it takes so i don't feel inferior.