A few tokes n you'll choke leaving you mentally impaired.
Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
But it's buried in the sand somewhere and you let it stay there instead
Jungle fever for the night
But i'm still leaving you wide eyed
Yea i'm missin some sleep
Ain't leaving till you retreat
So i wanna make sure somewhere
It's that crack, give you something to sell
Leaving you in phycosis with my lyrical hypnosis.
It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus
Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing
And if you get shot get help cause im leaving
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