Rolling in the lights
Fucked up the vision
Running the wrong way
Was on a different mission
One of the best
Played my part
Walking in dim light
Reminiscing on old times
Like chilling with the guys
Freestyling passing the blunts
Drying out the plants above us
Being this high
Years lost in the clouds
Thoughts bounce around
Flips the beat up
Chilling in the attic
Blazing up