Cloud
• Written by user25108457
Going to the clouds
for that fuckin loud
Can't find solid ground
Burn this place to the ground
lookin for a couple pounds
Cracks what I'm flippin and I'm shippin it
Freakin' out all I see is clouds
Skies are black, clouds are red
Kushed up and my eyes red
know this guy named fred
now he's probably dead
ted brought me down lookin like a clown
in my own hometown
now he's closed down bout to go to lockdown
met this guy named shawn on my front lawn
Gettin' high as Cheech and Chong
Haven't seen the world in so long
thinkin im gettin headstrong
Makin money all year long
snorting molly all day long
He’s comin', that's what these hoes say
better hope n pray anyway
Mary Jane keeps me high like every day
livin in the sticks with the ticks
not one of your top picks
talking to the chicks
they lookin for the dicks
they gettin chips, they flippin bricks
Cause the media is full of dirty tricks
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user25108457
Member since February 16 2016