"Lost One" (Don't Be A Statistic, Be A Success Story!)

"Lost One"

 

You're mind is blown,

Listening to some tunes

In a room full of smoke,

Another hit of that greenery,

Another shot of that dark brown,

You say it's what you need

For you to keep writing these rhymes,

Another sniff of that white girl,

Feeling on top of the world,

Here comes that white girl straight

Into your system,

Knocks hard like the drums & the base,

Now your spitting out your

Verses at a rapid pace,

Here we go now you feel like

You're on point,

Super star in your mind,

Living life like a dead

Rock star that wasted

His potential,

You're coming up off that high,

Here we go,

Pop another one of these pills,

They'll give you wings,

Take another shot of that Henny

It'll keep you going baby,

You're almost done with the song

Why'd you drop on the ground?

Shaking... White substance coming

Up out your mouth,

Come on super star,

Don't flat line now,

You were on your way up,

Look at you now...

Mama can't stop crying,

Your family burying you six feet under,

RIP to another one gone too soon,

Your friends will mourn then move on,

The industry can't even remember your name,

Damn shame,

Should have let go of those vices,

You had potential,

Now you're just another

Lost One!

Written By Ani Galestanian