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There has been one, two or too many times, where I’ve spit illicit lines
As I started to feel this bottle of wine, feeling warmer and warmer in my spine
I’ve had too many days that put me into confused daze for days.
Times of day, that I wanted to slit my wrist for days in the months of April, & May
Break the weed down like a West Coast Chopper, & hop high; a grasshopper
Like a grasshopper cuz I love that green, & I’m wired with caffeine from Starbucks bean
I don’t drink that soy-bean, but I make sure my drinks are amp’d with Guarana & Taurine
I light my blunt & smoke it cleaner than a purist’s hygiene, as I rage against the machine
I commit stunts with medical blunts & pass on advice for months
Climbing higher, with increased blunting desire, setting the green plant on fire
Like a dragon I spit fire, and a ghetto vampire I won’t ever need to expire
High like a jet and on the right wing, just waiting for my time to be crowned king
As I started to feel this bottle of wine, feeling warmer and warmer in my spine
I’ve had too many days that put me into confused daze for days.
Times of day, that I wanted to slit my wrist for days in the months of April, & May
Break the weed down like a West Coast Chopper, & hop high; a grasshopper
Like a grasshopper cuz I love that green, & I’m wired with caffeine from Starbucks bean
I don’t drink that soy-bean, but I make sure my drinks are amp’d with Guarana & Taurine
I light my blunt & smoke it cleaner than a purist’s hygiene, as I rage against the machine
I commit stunts with medical blunts & pass on advice for months
Climbing higher, with increased blunting desire, setting the green plant on fire
Like a dragon I spit fire, and a ghetto vampire I won’t ever need to expire
High like a jet and on the right wing, just waiting for my time to be crowned king
