Lost Boy
Verse 1:
Chronic Smokin', Blow it out my nose when
I feel the potent in my lungs now I'm choking
I'm in to strokin', and I was hopin', that you were down for tokin'
So we could get to knowing one another
Kind of like a sister or a brother
Not a sister or a brother cuz I get it, and get lit
And rip it til' its almost gone
Visit Billy Bong, fill him with that strong, then I take it all
To the head, I think baby girl is dead
Cuz she laying outside couldn't make it to the bed
We, still up, sippin' double cups, yup
Promethazine tends to fuck a nigga up
So I'm walkin' and I'm leanin', feignin' for the weed
So I break down what I need, for me and my team to get smacked
Smacked we are, at last we are, in-tune like guitar
To the outside world cuz we've been high
But that's a normal state to me, and you smoke a lot of weed
If you relate to me, there's no negating or debating me
Piffs the only thing invading me and mary jane is never betraying me so
Do you feel this? real shit. Life gives you lemons
Then you peal it, and kill it
No time for bullshit, got only old shit bumping while I'm ridin'
And you niggas know who I am, Sabman Da Highman