this time on Tramadol lol

Tramadol when i had no gram at all till now
Lines write themselves and fill out ,like doctors be
Improperly smoking pottery marijuana in arteries
Started out so promising sold my soul to the artistry
Holding hope in my conscience piece,mentally hard to beat
The facts of life asswipes mad hype, cold rage till its old age
Or a knife, Pouring rain lords name in vain like
My blood type im above nice you live one life
Thats all, So live it to get it or back off
Flipping flows i dont slack off,complex context
Progress constant,and to top it off like ramen
Ive been tighter than a hymen, off the top
Off the scotch on the rocks with liquor crisscrossed
Never thought he could be this gone
Weed from a bong repeat the song
Better pot than leaves in the season of fall
Brown shit i get around it my spits a roundkick
Flows drown quick and im so ab-sick,abstract
Past tense water you add whack and thats what yall is
Beg your pardon no stems in my garden
Dreamt so hard like i slept on a target
Please feed this artist or Watchya ma call it