Fun Till It Ain't

They don't tell you how fast it hits

First hit, you smilin', swearin' you got a grip

Next thing it's 4 a.m., no food in the fridge

Crib's empty, girl gone, and you twitchin' by the sink

That same damn spoon — your last fuckin' friend

And you prayin' it'll help you not break again

Nobody *dreams* of being a junkie

Nobody plans to end up dirty, broke, and funky

Sellin' your mama's TV for a ten

Cryin' in the dark, beggin' God like, "When?"

Is it one more hit — or just let me die?

Either way, you don't get to say goodbye

They don't come with warnings, them drugs come smilin'—

Bonfire nights, laughin', wildin'

"just one try," "it ain't that deep"—

But they don't show you the nights you can't sleep

Truth is, it's poison with a grin on its face

A demon that curses your whole bloodline's place

Your kids grow up numb

Your name turns to shame

And you stuck in your skin like a ghost with no name

This ain't a song—it's a *confession*

A funeral dirge from a lost obsession

A war cry for the broken still breathin'

And a warning to the ones still teasin'

You think you harder than the dope?

Then walk with me

Through a graveyard of ghosts

Who all thought they were free

Starts out slow—just a lil' bit of thrill

'til you starin' at the ceilin', body cold still

Heart beatin' sideways, teeth grindin' loud

Skin crawlin' off like it's tryna get out

First hit? heaven in a glass tube kiss

Next week? sellin' your soul for a fix

Laughin' turns to lies, lies into theft

Five years gone, and there's nothin' left

You ain't cookin' steaks—nah, you cookin' shards

Kid starvin' while you out in them yards

Wife ghosted, pawned her ring for rent

And the pipe's got a grip like it's heaven—sent

Fun till it's fire, then it's all burn

You trade love for a high you can't unlearn

Devil talks sweet with a sugar drip

But he'll gut your soul with a rusty tip

Starts as a thrill, ends in a cage

Sweatin' out demons, shakin' with rage

You thought it was a ride, now it's just pain

Your whole fuckin' life circlin' the drain

Used to hold my baby tight every night

Now I hold a flame, chasin' false flight

Used to kiss my wife, now I kiss the glass

Tryna forget who the fuck I was in the past

I laughed at junkies—called 'em weak

Now I'm twitchin', tweaked out, can't even speak

Robbed my cousin, stole from my kin

Just to feed the beast I invited in

Ain't nothin' pretty in a trailer of ghosts

Where love's long gone and regret haunts the posts

Ain't no light when the buzz runs dry

Just a shadow in the mirror, wonderin' why

Fun till it's fire, then it's all burn

You trade love for a high you can't unlearn

Devil talks sweet with a sugar drip

But he'll gut your soul with a rusty tip

Starts as a thrill, ends in a cage

Sweatin' out demons, shakin' with rage

You thought it was a ride, now it's just pain

Your whole fuckin' life circlin' the drain

Quittin's a war—one you fight alone

White—knuckle grips, screamin' into phones

One day clean, next day bent

Hope feels fake when your strength is spent

But I'm crawlin' out, bit by bit

Stitchin' my soul from the pieces it split

If you hear me now—don't take that taste

Or you'll wake up years deep in a world erased

Fun 'til it's not, then it's too far gone

You blink, and your whole fuckin' life is gone

Kids don't call, your name gets cursed

And your best memories feel like a hearse

Ain't no truth in them plastic highs

Just a slow death wearin' a clever disguise

So if you clean, stay the fuck that way

'cause dope don't love you—it just digs your grave