Why are my genetics such a bitch?

Addictive people, making us suffer without them
Burning imprints in our unstable minds
Others just say it's youth, empty heads with winds
After years we'll all end up dead, famous or on chem

Cool kids never have the time
And kids like us just sit in the back seat thinking of rhyme
Headphones on, no people around
Gaze fixed to window where grayness and water rains down

I'm nobody's brand of heroin
Just in this life, I'm the main heroine
I'm the only one who sees your balll and chain
I know I'm your brand of cocaine