Bouty Johnson - Weed In A Honey Jar Lyrics

Smoke one for the lost ones Just roll one if you got one
Don't hold guns but I shotgun Every time I dose I reload
All my options Downloaded data then my stocks bump
Now I'm floating over Saturn with my shaman Hoping that I have it when I wanna

But I know that time always seems to fight against you
So I try to shine with a rhyme and a pencil Preferably a pen, I effortlessly win
If I do not then the referee's a bitch These blessings don't exist
I'm always stressing pissed off I could give a shit

My best friend slit his wrist Or he put it in his vein
It's the same I admit I am done
I am one with the sun I'm a gift, positive, positive, positivity
God will give and get rid of my misery I'ma live, I'ma win, still sin endlessly

I'm nicer than Emmett Smith on Sega Genesis I'm the hip-hop Dennis The Menace you get
My text messages
Oh lord, what the hell I was sold short but I'm not gonna fail
Oh lord, what the hell I was sold short but I'm not gonna fail

I take off like rocket ships You have bake-offs with chocolate chips
When hate's involved there's no common sense I think Drake is raw and his bars intense
But I need to go on a whole different path Focus on the love, if you judge, kiss my ass
And after you hang, man, kiss my ass

One time they told me to chill But I never have, what am I gonna do
Two times I got chills running up my back There's a monster in my room
Three times that's the best pill that I ever had
Watch my rocket go boom Four times I think I'm gonna have a heart

Attack With all these brain cells that I lose
One time they told me to chill But I never have, what am I gonna do
Two times that's the best pill that I ever had
Watch my rocket go boom Three times I got chills running up my back

There's a monster in my room Four times I think I'm gonna have a heart
Attack With all these brain cells that I lose
I'm tiptoeing around the moon I really get going when I found the shrooms
Got my feet resting at the bottom of the lake

Have a weed session with some clam chowder and some cakes
In my Tennessee residence, it's astounding how we raised
Enemies' weapons was mounted to they waist But I'm all about the peaceful message
Not about the hate But I'm knee deep in depressions, having doubts

In my faith So I guess I need to go on a whole different
Route Keep my eyes on the prize, live in the now
Fly to the sky, live in the clouds Every day we might die, but I try to survive
But don't always connect your mind to the eyes

It seems lately that things have been deceiving They embrace me, but they hate me in the
Evening I'm the king like Steven
Are you singing or are you preaching
I really think I see demons, I just breathe in

I believe in my visa If I crash a car, I don't ask to God
Where's my MasterCard