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.