What is your addiction?

I'm broke like boots with loose laces the ends with cracked aglets

My lips touching roots of the suits of institutes with salt & pepper packets

I need work, We need purpose

Words flow clear the minds of the confused God please

It's all me refined thank the oddly, addicted, that's me

Meditate my body, Medicate my mind

Oh how long its been my tears filling my deep pockets

The difference between solemn and sodom are the days since i've became fragments

Revered the sin, The devil is common

We were young watching jumanji so vivid the smile so livid

Years later poison in your tummy makes you weak, no spinach, no moxie

Life a ponzi it turns out, We all ungodly thanks mommy

What is your addiction?