Blunt Talkin legos

I'm alone in the room and I'm staring at the wall. Thinking with my blunt,

y'all. So I pack my tracks in and thinking about that and start saying,

"I thought I rolled up that." But I didn't. Rolled up another one,

here go another one, then when I smoke all my shit, I looked on the

floor, goddammit, and there go the son of a bitch. Right on the floor.

I tell you what a blunt do though, make you forget if you rolled it or not.

How you even do that? That's being high as shit. Guess what?

I could be high, little bitch. It's my shit. I bought this shit. I'm a motherfucker.