Don Jaffe Rolling smoking trees thats that potent popery Stupid loud pack thats that crack like coca leaves Riding around through HarveyWorld smoking Kingston Green Smoke come out the car like a scary movie scene I feel like a star though Ive never been an actor Left them squares alone I heard weed a cure for cancer Mary Jane my hoe I just hit her twice and pass her Run a strain train roll another one right after I feel like Im casper smokey dope the friendly ghost Space ghost, coast to coast VMM Global flow Extendos called Pinocchio pimpin I aint lyin Bring them paper planes out roll em up and fly em I live like a pilot, hotter than a pilot Bud called Purple God it look ultraviolet Kushy look fluorescent, O.G. is my essence Look under my Christmas tree, pounds is my presents O.J. and kush for breakfast, damn that sound refreshin House full of loud clouds, yeah I live in Heaven Perfect Circle 7, anytime we session Give thanks for this dank this B is a Blessin Im blowing choking on Strawberry Cough Virgin lungs pop cherries off, choke so hard I can barely talk Im so high I can barely walk I elect to elevate Smoke weed, meditate, reach so high I levitate I always can I never cant, them two words I never say Ok well I just did, just for understandings sake I got honeys to taste, got money to make, got weed to bake She edible my weed edible, after her I got trees to bake All Is Well and Im super healthy, fruity rolls I got leafy greens Hot boy leave a trail of smoke everytime I leave the scene Mix Irene with KingsBread call that Meet The Queen Im David Burn of this NBA and we Chicago Reefer Team NATIONAL BLUNT ASSOCIATION
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