r u a cobra in coil
Sheathed in smooth scales?
Do u believe dat ur real?
Hood half spread, u hiss and spit
Usually shy and nonagressive
Fearful under ur swaying glare
Retract again in the hot clear air
Crawl, climb, coil, crush
u cant swallow me head first
Slinking over the desert sand
Save ur venom, im not ur man
This time tomorrow life shall be grand
Oh, we shall all be drunken friends!
What will we do on this fateful eve?
Exchange pleasantries, go somewhere cheap?
Rocking out to whatever’s on
80’s and 90’s metal/pop songs?
Chilling out at a club
ZOMG you totally should!
Or eat, drink and play Wii
Best way to celebrate anything!
Looking forward to shenanigans?
Seriously though, that’s a plan!
The city, the Valley will be packed
We all know the party’s where you’re at!
Hello anyone. hello are you?
I don’t believe it, but it’s true.
Young, cute and slightly mad
Your portrait. Who painted that?
Uber awesome and also fab
Tends to be a total slack job
Outside, went on a wee walk
Hanging around legendary folk
Captive of tonight’s celebration
Go. There will be hours of fun!
Won’t work out for some reason
Sudden change, as I perceive it
Disappeared just like magic
Because you like to be inactive
People with cellphones, city sophisticates
Activists, rednecks and the skeptics
People who drive fast and tailgaters
And those who stop walking on escalators
You who rev engines at red lights
Then squeal off for a wild night
With stereos so loud my car vibrates
Playin’ shyt won’t stop, hip-hop, aight?
Motorbike guys they give me a fright
Vegetarians, homophobics I despise
Trendy people, obnoxious store owners
And ugly babies, would you do me a favor?
Bling bling “what’s your problem” yobbos
Prima donna, anarchists and Bono
Those who say they’re out of cigarettes
And worst of all it brings success
People who like little wayne
Cosplayers dressed like a video game
Are you that person of who I think?
Little angels turned out to be deviants
Gucci belt, Fendi scarf, Obama t? Check
Possessed by a spirit c’est fantastique
…If you shop at Woodbury Commons
I hate everyone tbh
im broke dis all dat
began to laugh
half draped in black
…i also lost my hat
sprawled on the grass
ever so laid back
long white cloud
age for coming out
-yo fo real?
hardly the final word
that kush was good
-smh you gai