So it all started out on a boring friday afternoon i call my friend up n were like lets smoke so we walk down to weed central in our town. The Oaks. we get there n pick up an eigth and we take a nice L ride and we are all obliterated. then the driver n shit had to go so me n my friend get out n start walkin arounhd to find a spot to spark up a joint so we walk all over n we here bout a party that was nearby so we walk to the street n see a cop usin his searchlight so we walked right past then we go to this other random street n we see this shady guy pass with this black sack on his back. theres another guy speedwalkin behind him n he goes "that guy just robbed that fukin house " n we were high so i was scared shitless so i let the guy borrow my fone n he calls the cops! so now im scared out of my mind cuz i was carrying weed on me so once the cops get there i get my fone from the guy and the cops didnt say a WORD i was soooo fukin happy and scared out of my mind that that robber cuda killed us (thats wat i was thinkin ne way) then it all went away by us sparkin a nice j on the train tracks
Careful blazin' on train tracks man. I was all kinds of stoned ( Bong sesh, a spliff or two, two phillies and I think a bowl. ) But I got my foot caught in one of the tracks for a few minutes. Got outta there after I was free and about 10 minutes later heard a train blast by. I've had cops come straight up to me when I was holdin' multiple times.. Had two ounces in my backpack walkin' down my street to a neighbor's house to drop it off to 'em.