Sometimes i say to myself, "Weed high's arent doing enough". Then i glance to crack, then i realize, i realize, at that particular moment. somebody is watching me! i rotate my eyes at an outrageous angle, refreshing my vision, and i see, the two colors, both symbolizing, my freedom, and prison. the dozen are after me, i think to myself, panicking, but then i realize. Weed's highs are just enough for me, and drugs are drugs.

mmm drugs