sometimes i want to laugh and cry at the same time
usually happens when i'm a little high
what i did to get a little by
when time flies
or slows
i end up in a back yard
with somethin rolled
it's twisted
like the weeds
i just like to get high
at first it's a rush
then it subsides
i find myself in a world
that no one but me can see
satisfied and nourished
i'm free