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I’ll light another joint

I’ll light another joint
The weed in my head needs company
The pain in my chest needs numbing
and the reality is too bright it hurts,
I need a blinder
I want to smoke my memory away
I weighed both of them and the dark ones won
Let me hit this spliff and shut ’em thoughts

I’ll light another joint
The weed in my head is overwhelmed
I’m getting back here,
Where faces smile
and voices sing mellow songs
but the wreckage within rusts
eroding the will to live with it
Let me hit this spliff and live, till the next puff

I’ll light another joint
The weed in my head is getting angry
Why so many games?
Why so many pains?
Why do good people do bad things to smaller people?
Why do people claim people’s bodies and label them theirs?
Betrayals and lame friendships
Concern, no, I meant curiosity;
You didn’t call because you cared,
muhfaka you just needed the story
Let me hit this spliff and see you for who you are

I’ll light another joint
The weed in my head wants to rant
About things that we do that degrade people
Why do we teach kids how to hate?
Why must we bend others to fit in our locked cages?
Don’t we know wild flowers don’t know vases?
Let me hit this spliff and remind myself of what I was before your cages

Ah, the good joint,
don’t you know how to flap your wings!
Let’s fly to a world of our folly
Yes, you can be stupid, it is allowed.
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…..Kush…Good Kush.

Sometimes you find a kush so good you realize you’ve been wasting your lungs with bad weed. You sniff it and the scent so good you can get high on it. The kush so good you inhale and want to hold it till Jesus comes, and when you exhale, it goes with every troubling thought you had.

Yo! this kush must’ve grown pon the lands where gods mate, cause mate, this weed mates with your nerves and lifts your libido for pleasures of life to 9th floor. This weed my friend, is what gave Jonah the guts to defy God’s orders. He couldn’t have survived the fish’s belly. You should try this weed.

Don’t Be Hesitant, Light one up!

We represent the herbs on the podium
The Indicas are short like Napolean
Sativas don’t like too much sodium
The seeds can replace your petroleum
The leaves have a skunky aroma scent
THC makes you feel like it’s heaven-sent
CBD is to me like a medicine
Do some research and you’ll be pleased by the evidence
Perhaps you cultivate some trees in your residence
And agree to disagree with the Presidents
Tell the Prime Ministers please don’t be hesitant
To let the herbs grow and be free!
-Damian Marley, Marijuana.
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