clouds
I got fucking baked again on regular flower, giving him the power, at least for another hour, but he's been showing me this last week that he doesn't want to leave or commit suicide, one of the things I feared he'd try, but he's a fighter, just like me, and now I'm watching him sleep, just like I've been doing every fucking time, with every fucking rhyme, and he said that he was just fucking with my mind, oh wait, that's just my head again, just like in his, I've several men sleeping in my bed, so don't fuck with my head. Maybe I'll just rap instead.
He laid...
He laid...