Dreams

.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................But I'm Jesus to god the god said it doesn't matter

Uh coke on a Jeeter

Give him some Indica

Creep fast like a meter

You cut my spline I'm going put one in your dome

Swing my chrome about 600 yards don't act up

I be packed in a

Like Mr. green hat where the green at

Blaze up

When i get that feeling like fuck it take a bitch to the crib just for the night

I'm a long time from Chicago