I never thought there could be enough
In fact there can be too ******* much
So much the smell in the air makes one lose touch
The sense of nappiness hits us like country road dust
Lay down if you must
We understand the smell is strong enough for a bust
but it is legal here so no fuss
**** overkill..what happen to the mega thrill?
Maybe I smoked too much and simply oh so chilled
The stink of **** is always in the air
Inhale it if you dare..
I never thought I would say this but..there is just too much ****
The smell is making me feel sick..
I never made so much butter quick
I get all dizzy and nauseous?
But this is my favorite thing..now its all work and not a casual fling
When I smoke now I am cautious
I say man..there is just too much **** ; )
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 2:36 PM UTC
I never thought there could be enough
In fact there can be too ******* much
So much the smell in the air makes one lose touch
The sense of nappiness hits us like country road dust
Lay down if you must
We understand the smell is strong enough for a bust
but it is legal here so no fuss
**** overkill..what happen to the mega thrill?
Maybe I smoked too much and simply oh so chilled
The stink of **** is always in the air
Inhale it if you dare..
I never thought I would say this but..there is just too much ****
The smell is making me feel sick..
I never made so much butter quick
I get all dizzy and nauseous?
But this is my favorite thing..now its all work and not a casual fling
When I smoke now I am cautious
I say man..there is just too much **** ; )
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