The second verse on Something For Junkies might be verse of the year. Anyone with Junkie family members can relate.
Woke up straight, travel great, counting my money
Had a quick convo with my auntie the junkie
I tell her baby you've been going too hard lately
See you like 60 baby but you've been looking 80
She said "shyt, Michael I've been smoking since '80"
Before the shooters, back when we still called it freebasing
She closed her eyes, fantasized 'bout better times
When she was beautiful, fine and still snorting lines
She told me stories of glory, the club saying Suzy
Atlanta night life was glamor, rich black bougie
A damn movie, she says puffing a damn loosie
Trigger warning, the next moment she took a hit
She zoned out, came back, took a spit
Looked at me said all of you got the same shyt
She said, "Michael, you say you love me, I know you mean it
'Cause you still treat your junkie auntie like a human being"