Slavery of self

Heart attack and stroke from drugs you smoke
You think lifes a game you think jails a joke
Your gonna kill yourself you already got tha rope
Youre scared to feel scared to be real
Scared to live life and spiritually heal
Youre like a hamster stuck in its wheel
A slave to your next high thats just how you deal
You hate control but dope owns your soul
Will you ever stop long enough to know?
Or will death end your show
Its up to you which way you go
You get to the same place
When you take the same road