My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...
Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet
The more small people at your door like please can i receive
Atop the pyramid, i'm on my i m pei dreams
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
You know i want a piece of that pie
I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression
New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
After all the weed....now i m feeling very high...
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