Inhaling the smoke, they start to feel magnetize ..
Eyes are closing just like they should ..
Getting thirsty,
Mouth is dry ..
I’m feeling nub while looking at them,
just like I could fly ..
In a sky of poetry ..
The rotation’s set, it’s coming near to me ..
Past the gums, down the throat it’ll go ..
Look out lungs,
here comes the dank flow …
Filled to capacity ..
No one warned them of such a big **** ..
They’re on the top, enjoying like a positive fool ..
Everybody’s eyes are unexpected surprise ..
they look like red blood veins surface ..
Stomach’s hungry ..
**** that was great..
far from just good ..
That’s what it’s like to get ripped in the dark ..
I’m always staring at them ..
leaving their responsibilities behind ..
Their soul is submerged ..
under the sea of drugs ..
Trapped, Grasping for breath ..
But still carving for more ..
Because, everyone is loved here ..
Have no Religions ..
A place of Humanity ..
HighLane .. !!