Mary Jane Yogabud
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- Arte
My lungs don't want me to smoke
So I don't
I vape
I inhale the subtle hints of pine and grape
The blue dream and varieties of ape
And when I vape
I feel great
But let's step back to when I was young
And dumb
When I smoked to avoid feeling numb
When Mary was my number one
And Jane, my number two
Bong rips after school
Grinding bowl after bowl
Getting high
But diggin myself into a hole
When I felt it's just a habit
But I had to have it every day
Whether I work or whether I play
Eighteen was a different scene
But I'm a man today
No longer a kid
No longer just chillin and listenin to Wiz
I use the same green bud
That had me choking back then
To supplement my life
To be my aromatic friend
The difference now is I'm mature
I no longer want to smoke more and more and more
I just want enough
To spark creativity
To see deeper into me
To move and breathe freely
No blocks in my flow
No voice in my head
Just me, my body
And with heavy indicas
My bed
The tid
My lungs don't want me to smoke
So I don't
I vape
I inhale the subtle hints of pine and grape
The blue dream and varieties of ape
And when I vape
I feel great
But let's step back to when I was young
And dumb
When I smoked to avoid feeling numb
When Mary was my number one
And Jane, my number two
Bong rips after school
Grinding bowl after bowl
Getting high
But diggin myself into a hole
When I felt it's just a habit
But I had to have it every day
Whether I work or whether I play
Eighteen was a different scene
But I'm a man today
No longer a kid
No longer just chillin and listenin to Wiz
I use the same green bud
That had me choking back then
To supplement my life
To be my aromatic friend
The difference now is I'm mature
I no longer want to smoke more and more and more
I just want enough
To spark creativity
To see deeper into me
To move and breathe freely
No blocks in my flow
No voice in my head
Just me, my body
And with heavy indicas
My bed
The tid
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