i dont wanna be missed; forgotten is much more easier... why dont you lite one and blow me away dont need me? fine just roll a fat one and let the narc sink in...
let it delete the memory of my face and the remembrance of my scent.
let the blunt get you high, let it help you reach heights i never couldve helped you achieve...
feel good dont it, reall good dont it?
and when you blow your high, i hope you smoke again...
smoke with friends, split them ends
i hope you forget again.
done.
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