iM Still The Same, into the Same game. Addicted To The Same Thang, Not Giving A ****, like My minds Always been. The Swirls and Twirls are still existing, the thick white klouds are Still forming, ***** Always Been! The Pipe iS Packed The bic iFlicked ready To Start melting and Take A Bomb Hit. I LOVE LIT Same mentality on the low Where iStill Seem to agreeing Imma Die off iT Slow. Getting High has been more difficult, seeking ways cause its Invincible Im losing my head as the days Foward on. Either Lit or Feining Cause this just has me leaning Towards getting every single bit I can. Istill Seem To See iT As My Everything.