Fuck two lines i'm comming with that sick shit
Empty my sack then roll it and twist it
I'm a sick kid i rhyme with the sickness
Shit so sick it's got you wanting to hit this
As a kid
I'd laze and make comics maybe play sonic
now i lace bong hits j's and blaze chronic
I'm heaven sent speaking with expirience
And coming to warn ya
Watch out for marijuana,
Shits comming to harm ya
The destroyer of youth
I read that on the net so i know its the truth
Forget the propaganda and pass me the zoot
If you take my sack you'll be catching a boot
It gows on a plant so i call it a fruit
You said it leads to death now you standing there mute