Liquor Bottle

I'm not a philosopher but sometimes I need to think I'm not an alcoholic but sometimes I need to drink And the drinking and the thinking seem to be co-dependent Cause when trouble's on mind That's the way I know to end it And my brain holds terabytes But a small fraction of those memories are parasites And if left uncontrolled They would grow and take over my soul Leave a hole and take total control Of my mind and my energy And how the fuck am I supposed to love myself when I'm my own worst enemy? Try to find the first remedy but nothing works Pain is the proof that the truth fucking hurts And the scars can't be healed by no topical ointment When you feel like you're just a source of constant disappointment Looking at yourself as a waste of space Can make you want to put a gun to your face and that's why I keep a liquor bottle in the freezer In case I gotta take it out And mix me a drink to help me forget all the things in my life that I'm worried about I keep a glass pipe in the stash box Just in case I gotta get high Cause you don't know how things in your life gonna go Whatcha gonna gotta do to get by Yo Lime, sugar, ice, and a little bit of rum I'm gonna slice just a little bit of some Mint leaves, make a mojito No necesito Mucho solo un Poquito Just a night cap or two to fight back a few Voices in my head and if need be I might crack a brew Get the pipe Pack a few bowls if I need it Worked last night so I'm destined to repeat it On bad nights, I'll get drunk as a mug Cause it's an easy way to sweep my problems under the rug I just be partying alone Bacardi and Patrón Just a few sips and I'm already in the zone Temporarily erasing my mind Fooling myself into thinking that by dealing with shit I'm wasting my time And reality's a scary place It can make you wanna put a gun to your face And that's why