Bong

I’m high now staring up at the sky now

Bong

Blow away sit back lie down

Bong

Used to have a little bong, then I got a bigger bong
Now it’s got a perculator on it and a hitting hole
That’s why I’m spitting slow, more than a little stoned
I smoke so much I wonder if I’m from a different mold
Take the weed grind it up, fill the bowl, light it up
Inhale/Exhale now you are high as fuck
I can’t see, maybe I don’t wanna
People say I’m lazy, I blame the marijuana

Inhale deep breath, lie back, relieve stress, exhale smoke screens
Filling up the rooms with the fumes, I can’t see

Bong

I can’t see I’m too high pass the eyedrops
Only enough for one eye now I look like a Cyclops
Forgetting my songs like a broken ipod
They caught me smoking my pot…So…
Smoking outside stopped
Make a roach roll it up, fill the paper lick the edge
Buil’ it up
Take a hit when you’ve lit it up
Or split a blunt; do the same
THC through your brain
‘But smoking kills! Are you insane?’
Smoking chills move away

Bong