My mind is mixing with the smoke circulating
I feel...relaxed, I laugh at what I heard her saying.
the keys in her pocket, 4 blocks to her apartment.
my world spinning with my feet deep in the carpet.
the bass in the beat started & Im still catching vibes
she brought a lighter & bowl that was matching mine.
we hop on cloud 9 even though our self esteem heavy
the allure of this lifestyle has her green with envy.
we agree on every subject, she seems well read.
prepared to spot bullshit & willing to bring hell next...
her theatrics used to be one or the other until it came to the light.
its no longer black or white, film has altered with time.
the world has taken a ride to every spot in the world
her argument has its merits as I think to myself
calm down girl
theres more issues in the world than whats on display
what goes on behind cameras happens here every fucking day.
Im perplexed by her yellow brick road built on tragedy
Social media is more at fault for revealing shit nationally.
is lemon head went along and got bitter but hey...look.
everything blew up quicker than her twitter & face book...
she quick to instagram posting an impressive ass shot.
Then she on the offensive about the Redskins mascot.
Promoting green & wildlife tripping about polar bears & white lies.
silver-back gorillas, black lives feed all on her time line.
she cool though & the source of the strangest manners
after 4 rotations she laughs at
orange ya glad I didnt say banana
recites rap lyrics & tries to decipher the only riddles she brings
her white jacket covers a shirt that reads tickle me pink...
after the 3 bowl is started, her eyes glaze as shes getting confused.
this is when I knew what would happen...Im getting marooned..
with my weed looking at me quoting urkel.
shaking my head...
I just blew all that purple
