when im knee deep in oceans emoticanally
ultimaly smokin weed
was the only dose that could focus me
even if it was unhealty supposely
it helped me and rose me
smoked mostly to blow steam
felt freely and spoke openly
when i was afraid and broke soically
i breathed easy but mostly
no one could see me i was ghostly
wasnt here disapeered in a different relm
cuz real life apeared like a livin hell
before i was worthless now im workin my dream
searchin for the purpose still burnin this weed