Untitled Song
• Written by Smeatballs
Only way I've survived since I was knee high to a grasshop
was hitting weed spots, rollin' blunts to make my brain stop
And when I reflect I suspect
I only remember the embers
of the blaze, I'm crazed
and amazed, I've made it as far as I have
without a dad to give a fuck
I was stuck
on tryin to please a disease
so now I fend for mine
so I don't bend on my grind
I'm gettin kind
buds from all around the world
man these girls
make it easy to be sleezy
doin' the furl
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Smeatballs
Member since June 22 2015