The Plug 420

Enter the building through the window At this love thing toe to toe Where the ball meets the wall And i love you all That i will leave earth with her In the heat of the summer, Then i wait for them days to turn good again Pull the plug on the hypothetical drain For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes The more battles the better the flows No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic Got the passion for the music Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck I'm lights out pull the plug you should feel me like a thug Fresh to death that bullshit impeccable. Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt