[Verse]
Grabbing what a bud makes, Dabs until my lungs caked,
No fried potato man you know that I'm sun baked
You Think I'm drunk, man I'll dunk you in a rum lake
I Gun fakes, smoking weed making beats that make your bum shake
I start to rapping to and I'm tapping where your thong sits
So attractive my practice leave you gasping like a bong hit
You best believe that these leaves can make a song lit
I'm Tighter with a lighter I penetrate and make this bomb
Boom, Tingle like the Tetra when it stops at toes
Hit the chamber and the anger lifts like a rocket goes
In the buisiness and you witness as your pocket grows
Close, the deal, see the digits like a faucet flows
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x2
[Verse]
Diabolic, different guy when I fry a chronic
High robotic, but I defy the logic when I apply a phonic
You will never catch my tails because I fly like sonic
Buy a tonic? I go and grow in any weather like hydroponic
You hear the jingle like the Christmas steeds
Blazing everyday is whats my sickness needs
The anxiety isn't wanted like the sticks in weeds
The shit it feeds, got me flowing like a slit wrist bleeds
Take a puff, if you haven't coughed you don't take enough
Can't fake the bluff you take the stuff either that or your claim is snuff
Tough, take my thoughts and stick them in a nutshell
Can't play guitars but these bars got you Flipping like a bud sells
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x1
[Verse]
Begin to flow to me
Just when I think the world is drowning me so hopelessly
The kush is pink, Turns me on when the ink drips
Fill a sink the brink so deep it could sink ships
I got the pasties so I drink sips
Tips? If you think we're chillin you better bring chips
If you don't pack some munchies I'm looking hostile
High as fuck, drinking coffee, eat cookings by the boxful
Act a fool but I use my tools like a monkey wrench
Full of bags and the room has a funky stench
Bench, mark cry as you try it
Lie on the driveway because you're high as a pilot
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x2
[Verse]
Hoot and I'm back, not new to track, glued to a sack, mood in a crack
Flew the coop, grew to a stack, I do it alone like a unit attack
Only true to the facts, I love the run the racket
I would say I'm the champ, but I'm the only one in the bracket
Tack, stick it in I bring the hell in packet
Ring my bell can't you tell you can smell from the jacket
Puzzle, rubix cube take a few a clue in
Smoke the kind of grass when I pass it leaves your crew in ruin
Damn it all these mans think their hand is hurtful
Copied egoes on rerun like a damn commercial
This frucking crystal drippping like the basket's purple
Poetry got me high enough to watch the planet's circle
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x1
[Verse]
Begins to flow to me
Like an ocean the motion comes so openly
Light it up, breathe it in until your throat cough
Makes your soul soft, you deserve to take a load off
Leave it out, its fair game, Lighter with a bare flame
Sweat, leave a chair stained, higher than an airplane
You want to have some fun but man I make your lungs cook
Parachute and a pipe are packed until you have a dumb look
Hungry but don't what know hunt for
Hunt? You're so blunted you cannot find the front door
Stunt, nah I really need to eat but don't know what store
Pour, the munchies down, where's the weed I need to bust more
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x2
[Verse]
She blew me where the stars are
Har har, head game sweeter than a Mars Bar
Going golfing but I never get a hard par
Lard, tar, hacking, ears flapping like I'm Jar Jar
Binks, Star Wars, clear the ground in a high panic
What I pass around make you go down like the Titanic
Eye manic, Never blame it on the Mary Jane
Tame? Weed keeps me on a plane where I'm barely sane
Play my game? I got scary aim
Buzzing? Things are getting fuzzy like a hairy mane
Try and sing, cough and hack, turn into a violent thing
Getting stoned and I hold my kids like I'm the Lion King
[Hook]
Stoned Poetry
Smoking bowls and these notes begin to flow to me
x2
