until I die

Street to I die smoke until I die if I could I would alway stay high standing smoke kisses to the sky if I could I would jump up and fly pitch ain't got Wings not until I die right now is not the time so if I grind up another time really easy but tight smoke it underneath the moonlight looking up has my mind take flight gazing at the site mine deep in thought dam i forgot lose track of time go green is better for your brain flick your Bic into your thumb stick get so high Cloud 9 is not the limit to my sky wishing the government give me a UFO so I can fly pole to pole