MaryJoAnna
It's a hip hop theme based on weed. Skittish in a way but the story tells about how the writer fancies weed.
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Loving you is a grand felony, a major public offence
Back to back hitting MaryJoAnna like domestic violence
On that loud but all I hear is crystal clear silence
Hurdling over thought waves in a vacuum circumference
Out my mind above my dome grazing on tree canopies
My mind is a primative locked in a private cube & here are the keys!
Unlock the doors of perception enter the cortex
Delve deeper, spiral Into a black hole vortex
Psychedelic petals on the flower of life see them sparkle
Getting up on trees like an epiphyte. At such heights i exhale & chuckle
Hovering above illegal restricted airspace like an UFO shuttle
Space cake astronaut orbiting slowly around THC nucleic rings
Cottonmouth, red eyes, breath of a dragon gives you wings making redbull seem witty
Eloping with her is similar to running away with a code red convict
The end result is being targeted by the whole police precinct
Misinformed punks are ignorant their objective is to cut danks existence
I'm in a bunker tryna debunk myths of old in weed's defence
I'm no criminal, so tryna cage me is a no no. You'll most likely face resistance
I wanna put an end to such ignorant mentalities like the ending of this sentence
Stoning is a culture & drinking too much gives kidney stones
Smoking too much equates to a pile of skull & bones
Yes your highness both feet off earth the lavitational vibe is all angelic
Paranoia, high meditation. Greedy popo makes you panic
So when you spark a doobie you try to be more strategic
With a few tokes head lodged in cloud 420 all turns to vibrant magic
Bud in the oven wake to bake if you dislike inhaling toxins on a regs
Don't burn up the dutch keep the temperature on moderate degrees
Plain Jane is how I fancy her dressing, no laced nicotine, no cig poison
No tobacco in them lungs, smoking impurities is like being committed to a prison.
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