℗ 2011 Black Arrow
November 11, 2011 👁 69
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If you see my eyes looking red, I'm strictly ganja inna me head
But now you wanna tell me ice cream collapsed, whether in the rain or the boiling sun-dark
From a ganja moon fi gimme some of that, could fit the chest of my dimensions debark
Get a yule plant upon the hilltop, sold to the Babylon so ya hear them cast off