Please release this
Spirit fire burning like **** in a blunt
Blueberry this time

My mind already red
Eyes already red
Her time was far ahead of mine
meaning she saw it far before me

Meet me there
Left obstacles

I fell

Left it wrong
its okay
M.O. Live so long

Can't lie
I won't die

Can't Lie
I can't get fried

The "choppa" was out of my mind
I laughed as you died

As I got shot and fell down and saw you die I laughed

Relate the debate correlates the human mind is strange.

Not dead, just maintained
Getting up and going deranged
Making money on top of your strange

Days are over, the grass is green on all sides, flourished.

Death and rebirth, words again coming, cracking through the skull of the pioneer who meditates on the mandated flow in place.