BENNY'S BLUES: A XANAX DIVE

The streetlights blurred as a canvas of color. Benny was lost to the music, his head swimming on the grey concrete jungle. The felt heavy. A lonely sax solo drifted from a nearby watering hole, beckoning Benny closer. He craved a escape. A pill, tiny and blue, was the answer to his prayers. Xanax guaranteed oblivion. The world would dissolve into

Yo, life be a trip sometimes, ya know? Gotta stay strong. The streets don't sleep, but we gotta grind hard. When the pressure builds, some people reach for a fix. That's where the G's Up, Xanny Down life comes in. It's about surviving the game. You gotta be smart, be smooth, be ruthless to make it in this world. We ride or die. But remember, at th