Boxguts Dome Cave
Glowing brains, smoke on Malawi Gold
We're all blazed
Blowing potent strains til my own dome caves
Foam face feeling no pain
Don't close the gates God I want to reach home base
And I float up but then I'm thrown down
So I smoke some more and stay on my own cloud
And it floats up then it's blown down
So I smoke some more and stay on this old cloud
Drink til I want to throw up, go lay on ground
Wake up empty cup want to throw down
Bowls already been scrapped so no trees no dank
What the f..ck, I'm so ready to throw down
And I float up, but I'm thrown down
So I smoke some more and stay on my own cloud
And it floats up, then it's blown down
So I smoke some more and stay on this old cloud
I must be asleep now, everyone seems so vague
Visions hazey but I can still communicate
Shrooms located in my cargo pocket, oh great
I did not chew up the whole eighth
Go judo break these rotten eggy noggins when I chop 'em
Consume whole heads
Stock up on 'em them I chomp 'em, food for days
Just found a lock of blue cheese and some fonto
Dudes so baked
That I could hop up to spew both legs out of my mouth over the front of my nostrils
Then flip myself inside out backwards without losing a shoe or single drop of DNA
We always make our way through the flaming hoops
You can see what I'm saying
I'm sending venom gleeking in visions
No one really sees what I'm spraying
Laser beams displaying heat from their meaty layers
Seeping in sheets and skins saying prayers
But I'm just mumbling unaware of the days
May be awake dreaming, nobody cares