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Habbits of mine?? Excuse me one moment as I ready this line. Some say addiction comes from the devil, those affraid to play at my level. Some days are great others quite rotten. I suppose it depends on the bag i’ve gotten. Im getting confused,my head feels broke, perhaps a nap is in order.. “Fuck that shit man we’re gonna smoke.” “Hit this joint while I ready my glass, but take ‘er easy cuz that shit will kick your ass.” Have no worries lad, I know how it goes, I’ll toke on this after I powder my nose. “Know your limit.” Those words mean nothing to me, While you’re in the kitchen grab the Wild Turkey.. Three shots to start off as the sun comes to shine. Just cant get out of this weird patten of mine.
Just a little poem I guess? Hope you enjoy. Be easy and stay safe everyone..
FATBOY
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