The Dessert

down in the south out in a dessert of dust

just me my self and I no one is fuckin with us

trust its a plus, call me your highness

the things I do are just, and im one of the finest

all alone on my throne,

golden bowls filled with keff

kush is my cologne

chief in my zone, stoned i'm the elite

a cactus soak up the sun and the heat

devour philosophy like vultures do to Meat

words wet the tongue like water

out here in the dust its a must

with out it I lust, off in the dusk,

I found an oasis in my imagination

filled with tons of information

turned beliefs to facts laying the foundation like a Mason.

 

All alone lost in my mind

and I can't see threw the haze

I break it down stay on my grind

making my way threw the maze

christ prized his words devine

they often leave me amazed

wondering in a shrine of gods creation

but still sin full in my ways

lord please forgive me and embrace me in the end of my days.