Toke
Up in smoke there goes your dreams and hopes in that cloud of smoke
There goes your memory the instrument you once used to create wise quotes
There goes the hustle you used to keep from being broke
Now here comes the stress high blood pressure the cause of strokes
Was it really worth it talking about that first toke
Yeah it made you laugh but was it really a joke
Is it funny having no money wishing for the sun cause you know it's supposed to be sunny
Why they call you a dummy
why life is crummy
So I ask again was it really worth it talking about that first toke were you inhaled and as you exhaled watched it go up in smoke I'm talking about your dreams and hopes
Copyright © Kenneth Crookshank | Year Posted 2015
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