Some shit I wrote today in the mornin. I aint an addict or anythin it's just the runnin of the mind. Umm could be a little hard to be able to get the flow I usually sing my shit that I write sorry about that.
Yo trees be foggin up my mind
Makin me see shit at night, while I light up my prime
I'm on the line my shits on the line
Smokin so much shit you could start to call me pine
Needles and shit be pokin me while I sleep
Causin me to weep while I dream of girls to eat
I'm tired of this shit, bout to wake up in the night and light up a spliff
Wiff up that shit like its a fuckin essence makes my eyes tingle
like I'm lookin at dem presents, haha
My presence...is of comparison to God
Girls be smellin me sayin they want my bod
And I aint endorsin shit
All I am doin is reinforcin shit
Snortin shit, till my nose be bright
Wakin up in the mornin to a fat hoe to my right
oh damn man, I guess I fucked up but that's ight
Because I got my shit protected locked and tight