[Verse 1]. I'm on the edge one step and I'll be over. Unless I take those 12 steps aimed at gettin sober. That's the shit I told myself I'll handle when I'm older. And now I'm older and still got this devil on my shoulder. Bottle up my problems like prescriptions I'm poppin. All the liquor that I find myself drinkin so often. Now these cards are dealt told myself I don't need help. Numb myself to everything and keep on runnin from myself. [Hook]. Let's drink away the pain. Let's make another toast. Let's smoke another blunt. Until it's just a roach. And pop another pill. And drop another dose. I haven't lost it yet. But now I'm coming close. I'm just chemically imbalanced (On that shit). I'm just chemically imbalanced (Lost my grip). I'm just chemically imbalanced (One way trip). And now it's too late for turnin back (x5). [Verse 2]. Left here to battle this addictive personality. That's got me living in this alternate reality. Losing touch before this [?] so gradually. Cause at this point I need these chemicals to balance me. It's like I'm following a blueprint that the devil made. Since I first took my Ritalin in the 7th grade. The doctor gave me 16 milligrams just a kid. Barely weighed a buck it's like they used me as their guinea pig. Crazy teen medicated Add. Doctor said take only 1 but you know I was taking 3. Blazin tree and skippin class getting drunk and missin math. Bangin chicks without a rubber crushin pills up on the desk. Chemically imbalanced in this motherfucker startin shit. Still I was a smart kid got myself a scholarship. Private schools with it button-downs with the dockers. And the Jansport full of weed stuffed into my locker. [Hook]. [Verse 3]. See I'm just wreckin out weekly livin on repeat. Still in highschool but the teachers could never reach me. Always was the fuck up with a chip on my shoulder. And a pocket full of anything to keep me from sober. See I was livin like there's no tomorrow. Chewin on a xany bar rollin up the window smokin blunts up in family car. Bottles to the head got the tension on the reg. Never listenin to what my parents said. I was always rollin with an ounce or two. Everytime I'm bouncin through. Flippin everybody off like Shady taught me how to do. Always thinkin that the more we burnin the merrier. Just a kid from middle-class suburban America. And so many others like me listen to me nightly. Happy that somebody else is feelin' what they might be. So Christian pop a pill oh yeah I bet you will. Cause if that shit don't make your problems any less forreal. [Hook]