Word Play practice

Im cooler than an eskimo, amazing under pressure though,

Your momma's calling shit i think that you better go,

And they forever know, these are all just clever notes,

from the mind of a stoner yeah homie i better smoke,

I sip on this concoction, in the bathroom hotboxin,

police come knockin, but they can't come in so I aint stoppin,

Grab the flow and I chop it, l take your hopes and then drop it,

me and my homies mobbin, you and your homies problems,

Smoke some tabacco, probably half a pack though,

sit back, relax, laugh at my past though,

when me and my homies would always skip class so,

we got kick out on our asses bro,

smoked more cause it's classical,

Blowing O's so magical,

I'll get back at it later, but for now I have to go.

 

I'm back again, just smoked fat as shit,

Lyrics come jumping out of my mind like kids on matresses,

I'm not saying that I mastered shit, I've only learn like half of it,

But progress makes perfect so homie get your batting in,

hit it out of the park, grab a lighter and spark,

celebrate like it's a new year not 2 .0 .1 .4

Got more bars than a prison, lifes a prism

all you gotta do is follow intuition,

Don't worry about the mormons, the know it alls, the christians,

If you're living you're life than you tell fuckers how you live it,

Be proud of every useless moment, those are the one that are important,

you are boring, got me snoring, see you never unimportant,