Nov 2014
Reggae* blastin'.
I'm already lost.
Buddy pulls out his ****.
It'll leave me tossed.
Will it push me over the edge?
I take one hit. I fall off the ledge...
Hooo-ah. Woah Mang.
That was quite some hit.
Woke up the next mornin' covered in ****.
*Reggae
I'm already lost.
Buddy pulls out his ****.
It'll leave me tossed.
Will it push me over the edge?
I take one hit. I fall off the ledge...
Hooo-ah. Woah Mang.
That was quite some hit.
Woke up the next mornin' covered in ****.
*Reggae
Moral of the story: Know your limits.
I smell like **** right now.
I smell like **** right now.
