poem i wrote in 2003....

[J$crILLa]

as i sip my OE drink
my mind will begin to think

i begin to ponder life
and all i do is wonder why?

we get so high, get so drunk
most of us dont give no fuck

im stuck wit the same lady
even tho she drives me crazy

i work 40 hours and make no money
this shit to me is no longer funny

so i turn to my nightly 40 O-Z
its the only thing that knows me

its the only way i can sleep
is too pay 2 dollas and sip O-E

as im gettin intocicated
as i feel more n more faded

my mind drifts and thinks more
i take sips and drink more

my family deals with insanity
we losin people dramatically

my cadillac cost too much
but fuck it if id ride the bus

so everyday this OE i sip
get fucked up and my mind trips

will life get better or end up worse
each night i quench my thirst

back to the lady i love so much
all i want is too be more in touch

2 syllables 2 rhymes 2 more lines
2 more rhymes sip my 40 2 more times

is this life or is there more to it
this OE i sip, im under the influence


-one, im sippin my OE (40 of that high gravity olde english) holla at yall tomorrow

[J$crILLa]

times have changed so much in 8 years beside the sippin part, lol,