Light it up
• Written by MikeMato
From water bottles, to star bursts we did what we need
Succeed to smoke that tree first the best, no worst for me
Drymouth, that thirst, lighting incense and candles
Them close calls, we all had em and had to battle
Light it up for them white boy suburban stoners
Them rich class jokes, ghetto drunk cigarette smokers
The unidolized, the underrated that will never succeed
And give it up for my one key to actually stay happy
So what I smoke weed, that makes my lazy or extremely useless
You wanna prove this to yourself, cause you dont got access to it
Whether it's sports or more, parents maybe but it ain't your choice
Cause most you boys would rejoice if I gave you some of this noise
You laugh like burnout, yet I'm putting in more hours than you
You work 20 a week, 30 bitch, and that's on top of high school too
I speak in cryptic metaphors combined with real opinion
To make an impact on your judgement, to change is your decision
But your vision can change from to 20/20 real quick
When you roll papers and get your ass reading Steven King shit
So sum it up, why do I smoke as much as I do
For all of you who don't have the balls to, ha
And cause it's fun, bitches
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MikeMato
Member since June 9 2015