The dead society of a poet
Whether i get high and wreck shit
Before i thought high was cool and got high at school
A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool
Gettin' high as cheech and chong
Got campaign going so strong
And losin all his money
Got high and my brain got mushy...
Did i mention my profession loaded tension
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Cause his girl was always goin' out and gettin' high
Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why
My conscious only knew whats half tight
We fuck high and get wild tonight
A chart scores as high stars and mars
More props. r.i.p., my poor pops
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