do you remember the rain? i remember the pain as if it was yesterday not too many blue skies and sunny days remain i remember the strain. do you remember the flame ? it was that very same rain that came to extinguish that very same flame from back in the days so now its just me and mary jane where i sit each n' every hit i take i reminisce and then i contemplate about how i can clean the slate residue on my lip as it resonates as i levitate my heart forever aches eventhough it will never break been broken into something thats unbreakable my life is way far from incredible people are despicable they come and pick you apart just like a Pick-n-Pull and they eat you too just like an edible yo im sick of fools yo fuck it im sick of me and im sick of you this life can go and take a dick and suck it cuZ im tired of all the fuck shit the white lies and the corruption life can be a real ball buster make it hard to even murmer words but what is worth? for what its worth? ain't nothing left to sugarcoat or even butter ain't no more Mizzis butters'worth no need for any layers of syrup is it maple? or is it Maybelline? maybe maybe just maybe its crazy how this lean makes me lean na i mean? been on alotta scenes like bodda bing im a lot of things alot of people claim i be or claim to see or claim to know eventho its my story that theyll never know -------------------------------------------