forget the process yall clamber for the top off it more or less harder drugs but mostly pot yall earned your bleak stress repwrappin what you know your not what that smell i knew it stunk darkweb prison cyber punk communal twat your feeble mind aint got a independant grind slipped and miss the underground stitched to what was once unbound seems your out and surely down hamburger meat minced finely ground just add an l.e.d. something emits a steady funk dont even ask me cause it befits a cyber punk