Mountains
Ok, so this poem was written when I was under the influence of painkillers and muscle relaxers. I had just gotten into a wreck and had some neck/back injuries….so enjoy…..
I’m rolling through tha mountians on a constant high
I’m waving to tha dwarves as they pass me by
Can’t do no wrong, only do some good
Rolling so hard, through tha fucking hood
Never bother gangbangers, those are magic midgets
Never talk to unicorns, they never give them digets
We roll up to tha wizard giving out his candy
He acting kinda strange, so I keep heat handy
Grabbed about 15 gotta keep it going
Feeling like a dragon, got my scales a showing
So I keep a floatin through this magic land
I feel quite invincable, never die by tha hand
So we go kick it, in tha dragon’s lair
It’s when I see tha madien, with that golden hair
Got me talking mad shit, knowing I never meant it
For all tha shit I talked, I never got to hit it
We pop some more skittles, feeling like their magic
Never take one, pop 3 for tha hat trick
We cruise down tha gold road, looking for some bitches
Feeling like tha car rock, but we aint got switches
Now we’re in tha clouds, floating like a angel
Coughing on tha blue smoke, like I’m in a strangle
We stopped at that magic bear, to see what he’s holdin
Your furry and you real big, that is what we told him
Visiting tha bear cave, to see how he’s livin
Started muttering random shit, so we had to stick em
Jumped into tha cart, ridin through tha forest
Now we see a big wolf, coming right toward us
All i want is candy, just to keep me floatin
Acting like he’s creepin, showed em what we totin
Popped some more stones, got me feeling hungry
