Alcoholic Freestyle - The Scripture

Fame is so close that i can taste it
shame the only time i see it's when im wasted
seen double souble so much i'm filled inside with paranoia
drink doesn't do a thing for you that's a harsh truth for ya
i can see the goal shame i cant walk straight to it
i can see the glass wall but i cant walk right through it
my mind is black, fifth of vodka man i already blew it
thats whats holdin me back it's like i already knew it
runnin round in circles like im goin nowhere
resultin in the drink, pretendin that im through with it
look at myself in the mirror met with an empty stare
they say that a problem halved is another problem shared
oh wait that's a problem shared is a problem halved
but this problems gone to far cut to deep fucking scarred
been left outside all day feel like im fucking parred
im runnin in on empty man i need to be charged
if something goods gon happen it needs to happen now
cause the state im in at the minute i think im gonna drown
im sinkin like a ship im gon throw in the towel
my minds fuckin up i think im skippin vowels
you think that you've got problems got nothin in my eyes
thats just cause my visions focused on the next drink im gon buy
or im just makin excuses i guess i sit and vibe
and wait and cry at night i sit and wish i'd die
i hustle my way through the day and then i blow it in the eve
i look into an empty glass and fill it for some more reprieve
i keep my hand on the bar im grippin so tight i can't leave
i guess ive accepted theres no answer other than the drink i need
if i stood up from this chair you know i'd fall down
i got the fame but not the feel a king with no crown
innocent in my head cause i cant hear a sound
but its over anyway i got a glock 1 round no round