It’s Up to You

I can barely hear what you’re saying with that blunt between your lips, Can’t really see your facial expressions through all this smoke & filth.

I hold your hand, you kiss my cheek, the music’s loud, I can barely breathe.

I don’t mind, I’ll stay a little longer,

just cause these vibes are growing & getting stronger. Baby just put that blunt down;

look at me & follow my lead.

I can get you high

without the weed.

If you follow me,

you’ll learn that I’m all you could possibly need. Pick and choose,

me or the weed.

You could enjoy something temporary

or spend eternity with me.