My Music is Therapeutic for Whoever's There to Use

Maybe Swifty McVay and the rest of D12 won't tell me I'm fat every day when back in the day you were telling us we were too fucking skinny. "You just said the word swagger so NO"

Sickening, broiling heat,

tangled in a sweaty sheet,

Restless, angry, annoyed by life

Without nicotine.

All this time I suddenly have,

Routinely spent on smoking salve.

Tossing and turning with the

Depressive trope,

Quitting smoking, the double black diamond slope,

Of desire and motivation to saying

Hell no.

To smoking, to wasting life’s very breath (Susan J. Holly)

And saying yes to my future and sterling

Health.

Feeling better, day by day;

Breaking free from that smoker’s sway.

The withdrawal is less and less,

But the cravings come with loads of stress

and anxiety, wanting just one puff,

No, no, no to all that stuff.

Some days are good, and some are bad

And some days my entire body feels like crap.

Sometimes it’s hard and other times is effortless,

The next day the lack of smoking causes stress.

There is no rhyme or reason

To which kind of day it will be

So hold on tight, and we shall see!

My body wants nicotine and my brain wants to smoke,

“Just have one more” shoved down my throat.

No, just no, not one more smoke!

Remembering in detail ripping up six packs on my quit date,

God, the cravings are so hard to articulate.

Now I have started again, the nicotine in one hand and in the other

the pen

(because these chicks don't even know the name of by band)

Addiction is absolutely a disease, but it often covers the personality

of a wannabe-ballsy dickish indisposition.

I'm cranky, you fucks, I want a cigarette!

My quit date was July 23, 2023.

I started again in a state of deep rape-a-bitch-striptease

Working through issues with banshees and beasties that just want

selfies with Eminem with his middle fingers in the air (Missio)

Miss you, not, crazy evil self-avoidant hos.

Gimme some nicotine and maybe I'll stop bein' so mean.

(Is Jessica Alba your wife to be?)

I'm never going to be on anyone to hold hands, I hate PDA!!

Gimme smoldering eye gazes from across the room of people

Jealous you're you.

Gimme some nicotine.

(I know how to rap, it's simple see, all I did was read a Russell Simmons book)

Hey dude. I love your band.

(Proof ain't coming back, but Metallica moved on to greatness and so shall you)

Like Kill Mother Fucking Depeche Mode (KMFDM)

Time to go after Jurassic Five.

They're the only ones for me to beat.

Gimme a fucking cigarette, out with the fighters in the backstreet.