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Jul 2018
Lines chopped and cup *******
I like my beats chopped and *******
Misconstrued with contraband
Tryin to concentrate, I think I
Need to stand up
Dazed and confused
Off haze and the juice
Somebody please reprimand all my
Detrimental plans to dive off of the edge of the land
Can't understand the path at hand
The man that stands in the mirror
Forgot how to stand
Pour up a four and then chunk up the deuce
Doubling up, double my cup
Always rolling another one up
I'm smoking for two
Chainsmoking
In no mood
Rude boy rolling moon rock
Watch the wax ooze as I look to the ***
Dreco's and doobies
Who's he
That Lil Heathen fiend
Lurking and creeping for more cups of codeine
I got a 100 on a pint
Throwed at night
Shades on so I don't have to see a thing in sight
100 blunts and now I'm finally high
The acid paints the sky tie dye
As I drift into fading light with
More **** to light
Written by
Tyler Roberts  28/M/Tennessee
(28/M/Tennessee)   
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