Originally Posted by
calgary
i was concieved to beleive, that any weed, in my vicinaty already belonged to me,
and honestly, holms show me where your chronic be
another day just passes with a different weed anomoly
when it comes to smokin aint no stoppin me im in for it all kinda like monopoly
and properly somebody should offer me, to hit a joint
because this addiction is too strong for me, you get the point?
when im high feels like im almost magic ,
except my lungs got my coughin like asthmatics,
eyes so red i could probably be stoppin traffic
but you see im higher than, a frequent flyer and,
my mary janes in trouble she needs her spider-man
and the weed its got a strong hold
feelings needed out but have never been told
but im a stoner so i always keep one rolled
its the only thing that loves me without it i feel cold
my hands are shaking just to get a puff
addictive personality i can never get enough
gave my everything for weed so still got nobodys trust
already sold my soul to the devil for some little green dust
and this addiction quickly thickens
beacuse without it i feel like my times tickin
i get anxiety cant face society
so look at the ground because thats where my eyes will be