When I was a teen
I never thought I would make it to 30.
I drank myself blind.
I’ve had more smoke inside of me
than a fucking chimney.
I’ve dabbled in suicide.
I was in a carwreck that crippled me,
but even that couldn’t kill me.
I’ve gotten death threats,
but no one has had the balls to try.
and toked everything and anything
that I could fit into a pipe
or up my nose.
Maybe I’m too strong for my own good?
Because I never thought I’d make it to 30.