Logic - Get High lyrics

Not all addicts come from the streets
It's crazy what some people do
Just to get high

Just to get high, just to get high
Just to get high
People robbing and stealing, murdering
Killing was destined for better things but
Somehow turned out the villain
A young boy born in a good home
At the playground he would roam
Mother who cared, daddy was there
Church every Sunday giving the
Homeless his prayers
Soup kitchen with his momma
He helping her feed 'em
Made him feel great as a boy like
These people in there really need him
On a roll, now we older
He the top of his class
42, that's what extra credit'll do


But now he sees the other kids
He see a girl that he like
He's scared to talk, but he might
Body changing, hormones rearranging
He growing confidence
Finally engaging, he asked her out
Praise God like a pastor's out
She said "Yes"
Couple months later fucked for the first time
He's hooked like a cokehead's first line
Now he in love on cloud nine
This girl is everything he cares about
She always on his mind
Supposed to go to prom
Even picked out a tux with his mom
In touch with his mom
It was the day before the
SAT test when he found
Out this bitch has been
Fucking his best friend
He yelling and screaming, heat of a demon
His mom and dad telling him "There's
Many more fish in the sea"
How the fuck can that be? She
Promised it would be me
Now he slipping, he falling
Feel like he can't get a grip and he tripping
House party first time he hit
The weed when it's passed
Scotch out a flask at home he's not the same
His parents don't try to ask what's going on
You never respond
School called, said you're never in class
You was supposed to help the homeless
On Tuesday but then you passed
The voice of his momma
Now his house is all full of drama
He don't wanna help her
They should be praying to God
Let's be honest
They homeless 'cause they don't have no
Fuckin' job and they lazy
It fuckin' amaze me, feeling crazy
Suicidal, depression
No hope for a good profession
Twelfth grade when he started smoking
Rocks out a glass, it takes the pain away
Now he finally happy at last with no
Job to support his new habit
He steal from the same church he used
To help homeless with their meals
Oh, how it feels for a mother to watch
Her baby walk around in her heels
Now we addicted to a substance
She-she don't know how it feels
She tried to save him but he's screaming
Back and forth with his dad
He's fuckin' had it
His son has become an addict
Thinking erratic
This shit is beyond an invention
My intention is contention
Punching his father in the living room
His mother she tried to break it up
He hit's her in the process
This is too much to process
His father throws him through the front door
Says, "You don't want no more
Don't come back no more" no place to stay
It's raining harder than Brooks
I'm feeling like a nobody
Just a body to put
Some motherfuckin' pills in
Years pass, he sees the girl from his class
Scared she'll recognize him but she doesn't
Because his body mass has passed
Emaciation feel like he in a simulation
Never facing the things that brought
Him in this situation
Met bad people, did bad things
Criminal activities at nights entail
That it dreams he wants to get sober
But he doesn't know how been on the street
He's sleeping in boxes and
Dumpsters for a while no money for rehab
He mad trying to get clean
He wanna turn his life around
But it ain't easy as it seems
Still falling, his skin crawling
The drugs calling, his body withdrawing
Sweating through the mattress in an alley
1am during summer in Cali
He's starving, he needs a plate
What is his fate?
Soup kitchen he finds himself in
He recognize the place
Looks around the room and recognize the face
It's his daddy
The little boy inside of him is scared
His father says "Even though I kicked
You out, I was always there
I'm sorry for what I've done"
"yeah, I know, son you're a
Human at your low, son, it's no fun
I'll help you if you need it
I'll give you a home
Just don't let that cycle repeat it"
He said "Okay, dad
I miss you and mom can't wait to see her"
He said "Boy
Your mother's been dead for a year"
He couldn't believe it
Last thing he did was strike her down
Spent years away as an addict
And now she's underground
Finally found himself but feel like it was
Too late to break this genetic trait
Pops was there for him like Reddit
Years pass, we gon' dead it
He's finally clean after years in the machine
Twelve months shift at the AA meetings
He's finally seeing the man he
Always wanted to become
We come from nothing, now he's got a job
And a house of his own
With some crops that he's grown
Vacation on a plane
First time he's ever flown
Anxiety got him shaking
His fingers gripping his phone
Woman beside him said "Don't
Worry, I get scared, you're no alone
I used to have the biggest fear of flying
Shaking my knee uncontrollably
And silently crying"
And then she said "I just let
Go of all control and let
Be of what will be and
Finally I am feeling free
Don't get me wrong, I'm a human
Still get a dose of anxiety
But, I'm feeling stronger than the prior me"
This made him think and feel better
Before they were done with ascension
They landed
And found out that they were both
Going to the same comic convention
He could feel the tension inside of him
Like a drug he was done with Mary Jane
Needed a Gwen Stacey
He said "You want some company?"
She said "My name is Tracey
It's nice to meet you
Do you have a number where I can reach you?
Maybe show you some anxiety meditation
Could teach you" felt like she was the only
Person that could reach through
Became friends then became lovers
She had a big family
Two older sisters and three brothers
That welcomed him in, knew his past
Still let him in loved him like kin and
Everybody in the family
Rejoiced when he asked Tracey to marry him
That's when she told him she
Was pregnant and he rejoiced
But over the months leading to the day
He heard a voice
In the back of his head that
Said his baby is doomed, genetically fucked
From all the narcotics that you consumed
Intrusive thoughts winning the battle
But his therapist say "This is
Normal, this is okay, it's okay
It means you care
Always gon' be there for your family"
Okay and now it's the day, the day
Now she in labor, "God, I gotta ask a favor
I know I done a lot of bad in this life
Not a lot of good but I was wondering
Could you let my baby and my
Wife have a beautiful life?
I done a lot of wrong but
Now I'm making it right"