My Crutch (prod. AyoCire) Video (MV)

Everyone has one
This is my crutch!
(My crutch my crutch)
And I might have some
That keep me down
And bring me up
And slow Me down
Then speed me up
Everyone has one, everyone has one!
Everyone has one
This is my crutch! My crutch my crutch

No codeine in my cup
No blow bumps only puffin bud
This is my crutch I can't get enough
So I roll one up and puff till it's dust
I feel a rush...
And I don't know much, still growing up
I take bud, break it apart and stuff the blunt
Dabbin a gram and a half before it's lunch
I'm sippin suds, got dripping nugs, caviar got a motha f*cka lit as F*ck!
Yeeeeeahhh.
But I don't hold up, I'm toasted son
Like I puff from the barrel of a smoking gun
And I only go up, never gonna slow down
And I rolled An ounce And we smoking Now!
We blow that loud, no Windows down
We smoke it up and don't air it out
Damnnnnn
We cave and embrace it
To stave off pain and keep from breaking...
Or we let em break us down until we're fading!
So frustrated I can't shake it.
Everyday I'm wake and baking
So elated from the fragrance (I think I'm fading)
Being trapped in your mind is dark and dangerous.
Let it all out and blaze when the bass hit
Let's face it, I'm better off faded
Better at the day's end when i take the vape in crack another bottle cuz a Mothaf*cka caved in
(Brave it)
Save it, I kick it with the faithless
Stay lit at every engagement
And I made it way beyond the point of ever being saved. Shit
Might as well embrace it, take this hit sit back and erase it

Everyone has one
This is my crutch!
My crutch my crutch
And I might have some
That keep me down
And bring me up
And slow Me down
Then speed me up
Everyone has one, everyone has one!
Everyone has one
This is my crutch!

Not talking about the paper that you fold up
When you roll one
I'm talking bout the drink that you pour up
When you Fed up
And you cannot keep your head up
Never gonna give up but you're feeling like you let up
Well guess what?
We all have one
This is my crutch
I smoke too much, and got a cough
That sounds like I'm choking up
I'm Not broken but, I been cold and stuck
You know what sucks? A hopeless F*ck
Got a mind full of greatness, but he stay at home. Alone and drunk
With a zone of skunk! Bout to roll it up
And kill it with one puff!
But it's never enough, cuz the pain has a clutch on my emotions and I'm blowing up!
Might never sober up cuz I'm a loaded gun
And I'm floating in an ocean of coke and rum
(Awww F*ck, the ship sunk)
I wanna feast, burn it up and get drunk as F*ck
Smoked out, zoned out about to forget the stuff
That's been bringing me down and now I'm bout to go up
Like I'm learning How to float bruh
I'm just trying to cope (yup!)
These habits of mine will cause damage over time
And I wanna come and kick it but I can't unwind
Like I'm trapped in my mind
Every single f*cking day and in the middle of the night
I feel the stress is eating Me alive
And I cannot contain the beast inside
No peace of mind, or sleep tonight!
I'm finally taking off the mask so feast your eyes!
No bleak disguise, or a weekend mind
So take one more puff, got kush in the blunt
(And This shit right here, is some real good stuff)
I'm way passed drunk, just living it up
And this right here, is my mothef*ckin crutch!!