Let me know when you're ready to hear. I'll be ready when I'm everywhere. You understand? Then you better prepare. Only thing more deadly is the air. Not potent, and filled with the same that have me waking up saying "They got you open." Blacking on the moon from the back like daylight. That's my type of day. Writing these days, cliche

Is there marijuana in your house?
Is there marijuana your mouth?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?

They declare it a brainstorm. They awaken no more. Don't blame nature on that. Blame the fact you want to rape a track. Rape is... that, that's what bothers me. Rape, in fact, crack on sodomy. Get high and follow me and you will not be in a place. I'll lead you into your own fate. You know where to go no way

Is there marijuana in your house?
Is there marijuana your mouth?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?

Make a lot so people who are vacant can stay inside and get enlightened. Stay awake from the lightning. Stay away, the earthquake is rather frightening. Rappers like the enlightenment. They try to frightening it so it can get more enlightened. Which it? the it you became or the it that's a slave to make you continue? And if you are brave then it's the day where it's the end of you. You know it coming. You smart enough to end it, harder than the sentence. Getting auctioned, smarter than the end of a thought, especially at the ending of it. And you know that becomes the nasty one. Pass it back to the Sun. Doing dunks on gravity from the arm. I front. Heisman Trophy, OD. And they don't know the island I approach when I smoke. So don't try to OD

Is there marijuana in your house?
Is there marijuana your mouth?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?
Where's the marijuana at?