|
Most fucked up DAY .
to start i was bombin(graffiti) a little concrete shack
that was fallin in and im neelin down and just finnish
it when a car rolls up, so i figure im fucked and dont
try runnin. so i drop my can and walk up to the guy,
we have a conversation about it, he makes a couple
phone calls but obviously doesnt get through he goes
"well this must be your luckky day" and says hes coming
back to check if i have whitewashed it in a day or two.
so he leaves and im just sit down to think shit over cuz
i was now mad sketched. and so i figure ill walk to a
nearby lake in the woods, so i get to the water scared
away some ducks and i sit down on a stump, look down
and there is a crown royal liquor baggy, pick it up,
inside is about a dime of dank and a nasty blue pipe
with honeycombing and two bubbles. currently high
thanks to my new peice. I NEED HELP NAMING HIM??
SHITE
__________________
"Ive got the stickiest of the icky... bitch, have sex with charlie murphy"
"Herb is the healing of a nation, alcohol is the destruction.” -Bob Marley
"Bitch Please"
|