smoke high

smoke weed get high to the point i wanna fly

my teacher said impossible but am gonna try

mama always told me the limit is the sky

so every day i wonder why?

when we not broken,why do

people in the ghetto die

this shit is far beyond comprehension

i ain't gonna lie

 

rumbelling and grumbelling over these

beats, meets and greets oh my

seen shorty with the fat ass and brown

eye.

tried to holla at her but she was acting shy

 

told her one choke of this smoke

you can hit notes, that call a marijuana high

so its better to get high than die

cause even thugs cry

you can pick apart my rap i ain't told no lie.

 

luchador like i been masked

but still i remain fly

they say keep your eyes open,

i can only say i'll try

working out 9 to 5 keep the feeling alive.

so I strive for better make my way

through any weather the universe is my domain.

 

I'm going off the top of the brain I'm allergic to bull shit

I was born back, Wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Shades dark as fuck so all I see is black.

So it takes me back to a life wen I was field of dreaming

Knowing to my self I'll make it out the gutter hard ball,

No pins or Ally.

 

The road to hell is paved with good intentions life is a

Bitch don't ask 21 questions or ull be

Getting a clip for giving lip this the end but I won't quit.