It's April 29, 2024, 07:14:12 PM
When I come back on the scene, its mental,Explode weed cos I shotgun green its menthol,Herbal cannibis resin wit the seeds all under,Leaves got me climbin trees, so high I see Columbia,Then I sniff white cos I like white, ready to take flight,Drugs ain't right? right? wrong, I kinda like the hype ---- er tonic feelin I get, got me consealin my sweat,Cos the only things gettin wet... are this chick chest, I bet,You think I'm fulla shit, well maybe I am,But maybe I just don't give a damn,Consentrating on Saddam, Islam, Osma an more,Really... why don't we love anymore? all around is us war,Well give peace a chance, lets all get high and dance,Around a fire till we admire what we have...