Let me spit this off my mind : the life of a high man travelin through hell to find his way thinking bout the life he made think and sip slow as I turn down my window I see no pain but I feel no good I’m jus a high man lost in the darken woods all I see colors in the trees but nothing but back sheep. My mind runs and I think to myself my the time moves on. Pause time to roll another sweet and turn on my reggae and vibe to the beat releasing all my stressin and pain I reached my destination I survived I’m not weak the pain I feel that I swear it wasn’t weak I fought through the grissle but my mind i think it’s sleep as the time goes off it’s the final bell I’m done wit this I’m trapped in jail
High again my mind on another trip again racing heart beat like I just ran the 4x4 to the beat of jammin by Bob Marley in a state of euphoria all I can think is when will it end. All the negativity and hate I see.It kills babies and kids killing kids again I say when will it end. I begin to roll another sweet and begin to realize that universe and space are not aligned and the world is steady rotating in the wrong direction and as a man I have the knowledge to inform the world.
Deep down I have a strange feeling that something terrible is approaching. I just laugh and utter “Nah maybe I’m just hallucinating”.I begin to start smoking this spliff and realize what’s wrong wit the world it’s lost it’s sense to love and be genuine my boys preaching the word to me to keep it playa .. Yet my mind grows tired wondering if the world needs me to express the knowledge that was bestow upon on me as a man
I spark a another spliff and begin to write my legacy down and I begin to smile and it feels good to know my I hear my boys the pain they share the hard times we over came I jus wanna put on for my boys and let em kno I’m here I’m listening