Into the wilderness, I found myself powerless At the hands of this antiquated artifact, thought obsolete I had uncovered it, container of obscurity Archaeologic...

Chronic fucking, chronic bud Increased libido Engorging the flesh pipe Smoke cum so green One spurt is not enough You crave his warm weed inside your vag Nine m...

Stoned, as stoned as the builders of this bud-bastion must have been High, so high, so high, high above the summit circled calmly be green clouds Smoke, the smo...

A fake bag of grasses what you've gone and sold "Legal Herbs" mixed with under-couch discovered mold Mail-order crap, we could tell it right away But the mold h...

"Just one hit" at the first is what they told me, Here it is only 2 days later, now behold me I have been changed so that I see the world Through eyes that are ...

Waiting in the woods, our perfect victims await us Not knowing and relaxed, their blood will run cold with the bud seed With pruning shears drawn, we stalk with...

Straightlaced dork he is stranded in nowhere Wondering where the fuck his life has led him to Always following the rules set forth to him Now he's lost walking ...

Beneath the summer skies I gaze upon the passing of the sun, the daylight dies Remote this wilderness, I pack myself a monster of a bowl behind the veil of mist...

Self-contained environments, where shut-ins live their worthless lives Here you did awake, meant to gaze upon their sloth They remain unaware as you pass and wa...

Scars of the way that my cock used to work Phallus expanded Engorged with blood convoluted Drugs are life, a zombie I've become Veins of dark green-color of wee...

Bleed from my pipe Revenge on treacherous ganga I will smoke Breaking my buds Sticky fingers my catharsis I will toke Into the lungs Bong injects smoke Stoned...

The skies grew black in Richmond The clouds came suddenly, in thunderous wakes the herald of slaughter An oblong hole a mile long A portal to nowhere? Or perhap...

Massive monuments of black stone Servants of the ancient green gods To be wiser, mind expansion Raising the plant of the gods inception Into their tomb, you'll ...

If all stoners go straight to hell, then I guess I'll get to smoke with Satan, himself Bored with the bullshit of a get-a-head world Kept to himself a habit tha...

Follow down into my lair Rotten smell, they smoke their weed there Her heady weed hits the air I awake, from my coffin I stare Shaking hands, their bowl has fal...

Smashing the doritos bag Munching religiously Dealings from the ones who plant the seeds of weed Wasting inherent smoke Confronting an inner cough Praising subc...