2/3 cleptomania...

Yo I used to have this problem, thought that there was no way to solve it, risked my freedom stealing from stores when I had money in my wallet/ boosting shit i never wanted, once outside prolly discard it, brand new items in the garbage then I'm right back where I started/ an artist, I'll take anything from clothes to food to medicine, don't know why I do this but know it ain't for the adrenaline/ unsettling, meddle in everything from car stereos and speakers, jerseys and sneakers, willing to trade merchandise for reefer/ a tweaker but my fix ain't chemical it's psychologic, never thought I'd stop it till the day that I got popped kid/ a topic, like this cannot be summed up in a few bars, if explained how my life got fubar'd we'd prolly go thru more than a few jars/ fukc with me...