This is a song about "The gr"

Reminisce the times and the laughter

I thought i recognized her

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

The realist in the game

Parking lot of the blue flame

When you took my hand up so calm

The weed into the bong

Yeah bitch this date's done

The bigger the the fun

In the heat of the summer,

I pipe in and one night her

Do the math, get the sum

It's slight blemishes and life system

You know i am not gon stop

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