the three of us

You wouldn't think that we would meet.
The way our worlds combined the way we greet.
The first was pop.
loves the meth can never be stoped.

The second is yoshi.
He was tall with tatts an angry soul.
Youd touch his skin was constantly cold.

Third was girly
She was youngest from them all.
She had innonsence still left in her core.
She tokes her pipe but doesn't ask for more.

Its funny how these three met.
Yosh met pop they had agreed to go get.
Then yosh met girly sent his heart twirling they got together.
Pops took them in and showed yosh a true way to get paid from sin.
Yosh loved the life.
He got a thrill from mischief.
Always in strife.
Girly stepped in and wigged her shit.
Pops lost the gear and went into a phsycotic fit.

Not many people can handle the three.
They would loop they love their meth that's not hard to see.

They go to j asking for some tick.
A man comes out with a pip.
Introduced as Micky mick mick.

J stands up looks down at us.

You. Will do drop offs for me it is a must.

So on our way the three of us.
We get smaller bags so our profits can plus.

Yoshi mate jay asks for tick.
Sure bro, so we scrape out the dust.

This is the everyday life of these three peeps.

Now its been eleven quick weeks.
Were fried and tired but definatley not admired.

Their high calms down they begin to frown.
Pauly starts seeing shit.
Girly turns into a clown.

Its to dark they won't go out.
But the woman next sure certain their doubt.

Pops says sleep time.
Yoshis nuts swell up.
Pops just laughs and says good luck with your crime.

The I wake up and realise I'm still alive but I feel sorry for these brain cells of mine.