Why is getting high so cool
I wish it was a bunch of Boole
I wake up thinking about smoking
I don't worry about chocking
I love the high i get
I would love to ride on a jet
I hate feeling dead
It makes me want to go to bed
This high needs to stop
Cause if it don't i might drop
Never wake up
No one can say whats up
cause this high killed me for once and for last
That was my last blast.
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