Lyrics It's A Problem - Transplants

I started out
Smoking dirt weed
Dimes of stress
It burnt the shit outta my throat
And light a fire on my chest
Homey had a couple of pounds showed me I was impressed
Now it's 20 years later
Bitch and mine is the best
The shits got my despressed
Either that or the bills
Or the motherfucking bottle
Going in the for the kill
Bitch I tried the straight and narrow
I forgot how it feels
I'm a bonafide fuckup
What I'm saying is real

Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow still though it just ain't enough
Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow still though it just ain't enough
Now it's a problem
A fuckin' problem

Fresh on the scene
Only 17
Hanging out with my orders
I was showing green
Always show cuties
I always ask way
Whos got strong eyes
Who to deny
The one is
There ain't no fucking rules
Its cold and its mean
Vicious and cool
You boot it up
You shoot it up
You fall on the tracks
It's a king sized drag
If you never make it back

Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow stil thought it just ain't enough
Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow still though it just ain't enough
Now it's a problem
A fuckin' problem

I remember it like yesterday
12 years old
Doctor gave me coony cough syrup to help up my cold
I started mixing up the sprite
Like my partners at school
Putting it in 2 styrofoam cups and started drink more cool
I went from 0 to 8 everyday
Cooney-coherent
What the fuck did I say?
Getting sloppy getting shitty
Going Non-stop
Still an addict and activist
Don't waste one drop
It's a problem

Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow still though it just ain't enough
Too much of anything can never be a good thing
But somehow still though it just ain't enough
Now it's a problem
A fuckin' problem