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Line by Line

Zipping through life
Just a line at a time
I gotta rip this rail
Just to write this rhyme
I was walking through
A few months clean
Started itchin' for some crystal
And I started gettin' mean
Walked right into a dealer
It seemed like Luciferic shit
Like as if I had called
And he came up with my hit
It started with some oxy
Railing my life away
I just wanted the escape
Not thinking of day to day
I went from snorting oxy
To purest white cocaine
Goddamn, I love the upper
That shit drives me insane
Line by line
One at a time
Then I write the rhyme
Damn, I think I'm hooked
I can barely wake up
Without these drugs I use
Man, I'm really fucked
And this is called abuse
Rippin' rails and writing rhymes
What the fuck do I do now?
Livin' life, wasting times
I brought this upon myself
I write this rhyme, line by line
Just to stop and think
It's just a little late now
I didn't think before
'Cause now I'm on some yao
Let me be crystal clear
Line by line
Sweat dripping from my brow
Sign by sign
Yet I'm still living my life
One fucking line at a time