marijuana is the new cocaine

shoe fly pie

small fry guy

aloha hello

lets crawl around on this beautiful floor
until the succulent aroma dissapears

there is another side that is crazy
but you have to pull yourself through

we can cry a lot but we are still crying
let's whistle and create a brand new song

there is no place to lose our minds anymore
can anyone hear us at all, motherfucker.

awkward and indestructible

we like to ride all night
and i know it sounds corny
when you're wounded in jazz

the sun burnt my skin so bad
that i had to take my shirt off in a friends apartment
to lube myself down with aloe juice
or something else
i can never remember

it's that stiff cigarette
staring down the club
with a hardcore solo

sax cutting through everything
even rookie mistakes

there are the dexter gordons
and there are the art blakeys


and that doesn't even mean anything