City Of Ifa dry seasons pt 1

What a blurry night this bender lasted longer than the pills in my pockets
I’m desperate, don’t let me go dry
Any time in which I lost
A sense of me that once was mine
Bare your teeth, young man you’ll see
You’re not who you're supposed to be
Uncle sam ruffied me to sleep last night,
I wasnt scared about when he had my clothes off,
he wouldnt know what to do.
Breaking’s a process left best unattended
Our mother’s had children whose lives never ended
Do they really go where they say they go?
I was not convinced, what exactly is
Everything set around a fleeting dismemberment.
What exactly is, what exactly is,
What exactly is a common sense?