Aight, pack my bags head to the north forty acres in the mew give me two in the porsche, through this course a chapter in life with many type o's I'm fourteen rolling blunts with my eyes closed Through this window, see blunts filled in indo Wishin' I was high when I heard
Aight, pack my bags head to the north forty acres in the mew give me two in the porsche, through this course a chapter in life with many type o's I'm fourteen rolling blunts with my eyes closed Through this window, see blunts filled in indo Wishin' I was high when I heard
