Sit alone or sit together, light the bong with bubling water hightime begins with the calm floating feeling the venom corsses through your veins and hightimes gentle embrase surrounds you, As the time ticks away hightime fades high time come and high time go while a link that is oldder then the mountains themself rises from the ashes of the joint the eternal link that bindes all reffer smokin bradas and sistas, Through the smoke and through the venom we unite in pursuite of the ultimate buzz seeking fun seekin friendship seekin what is not yet known, As you go along the path that youve chose You are not alone the venom conects us all Peace EVERTING IS BETTER WHEN YOUR HIGH