word up, 'G.'Its 5.15 a.m. and time to toke......not 4.20 but Diesels much better than Coke...(a-cola)
....So I mug-it downstairs thru multiple locks to find my stash in my stash-box...
.....As I pass on by thru the mad kitchen with a pussy meowing like a bitch thats bitchin' for some special treat so I offer a hit but all that poof-kitty wants is a few kit-bits!
......Then I'm down on the box like a mugger in the night rollin' me a fatty and feelin alright.....till I realise that I can't find no fi-yer...my lighters been hi-jacked and I'm a live wire....
......Under the table in a tacky box are some dank old matches and some stinky old socks that I navigate to spark a flame that ignites my soul and elevates my brain.....
....East Coast Sour baby is what it takes to make me ponder in thought and gravitate to the big-fat sofa where I lay to rest watching Sky soap opera while reflectin' on my quest to get more folks growing near and far whether it be weed from a bowl or weed from a jar........
Cured or early, early or late best not waste too much time while you veg-i-tate, get them flowers in bloom to ease your pain, to make you work or make you sane.......to make you laugh or make you cry in joy ......a copasetic anesthetic is what I enjoy!
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'It can all start from a seed'
GN that was good OB i like your way of thinkin
should i drop a freestyle, guys?