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  I done got too high and almost drove right off the road
  I was in the zone, I didnt have nowhere to go
  Steady pickin flowers off the rose
  No, you wouldnt show up to my funeral
  You dont wanna realize that its your fault
  You leave me to die, but thats the usual
  Knew you wouldnt stay there with me through it all
  And Im still speaking to you through this microphone
  Give you love, give you pain, what kind of vibe you on?
  Yeah, now I got your attention 
  Wont you sit back and listen, dont speak on our business
  Ima blast off