This poem was my part of a wonderful collaboration where I was the drug taker and my good buddy, Max Findlay (AKA Viruss), was the drug. Here is the result.
(Verse one) (DMTakeshi)
Filling this hole
I light this bowl
I’m really good at being depressed
Smoking meth and having sex
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I love smoking crack
And talking smack
Eating these shrooms
Helps me to bloom
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This LSD has me
Flying so high
But The DMT
Brings the entities by
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Ketamine intramuscular
Keeps me a good customer
But oh the ecstasy
Leaving its legacy
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One day the ayahuasca will call
The peyote will come knocking
I will barely crawl
I want it to be shocking
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But Mary takes the crown
For she’s never let me down
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(Chorus) (Virus)
LSD amphetamines I take these on the daily
LSD amphetamines I ain’t worried bout your safety
LSD amphetamines I’ll be on these till I’m eighty
If you even make it to eighty chances are you’ll die early
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(Verse two) (Viruss)
You’re in love with me it’s like your addicted
I’m taking control but you’re the one that’s committed
No Narcotics anonymous could bring you back to consciousness
Your always high but your mood fucking monotonous
Yeah finna put you in a necropolis
Yeah I don’t love you I’m fucking done with you
You try to hide you’re a druggy but I show yeah I’m anomalous
I got you held captive you’re a hostage
You’re not dominant this is bondage
I’m not killing you I’m just taking out the garbage
You used to be careful yeah used to have knowledge
But I’m eating away at your brain opposite of college
You try to block me out but I locked the doors I ain’t moving out
No amount of clout or crying shouts could make me go south
I like seeing you suffer I’m the medicine of death
The sedative of torture
You’ll love me till the end
You’ll keep taking me for fun
Miss the feeling of me on your tongue
It’s been two minutes and your chasing after me
But you can’t run I destroyed your lungs
Your choking on red like the colour of the amphetamines
Eating them up like protein
Come on kid you need your protein
Your a skinny little girl that has no sense of her dreams
We can hear your screams from your mother to your brother
Your cousins to your grandparents to your uncle to your father
If there’s a thing such as past lives I swear you could never die with honour
You tried therapy but they wouldn’t let you see the doctor
You got aggressive when they said your closets full of monsters
You’ve been made a martyr
But I swear I’ll never care for ya
Until you die I’ll kill you fucking slower and slower
About the Creator
DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
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