hydro420

One puff and it blows ya head off, second puff you're set off
The third, toking **** on your chest ya wanna let off
Pass the joint, pass the point of being tore down
I'm so high that my heartbeats starting to slow down
Fingernails are roach clips for gormet smoking
Smashed up glass pieces slash my whole face open
I'm zoning and I don't feel a thing
I probably won't recall a single things that's happening