Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
We're smokin' that Danger Girl.
We're smokin' that Gen 13.
Bong's called Yoda, man,
and Yoda can't STAND a bag filled with stems and seeds.
Yo, I can't stand no ecstacy.
Cocaine made a mess of me.
Beer and booze are now things that I use to do.
Don't misconstrue, I'm still abusin' weed.
Some kids like to get fucked up,
actin' black by rollin' them blunts.
I got a one hitter called Margot Kidder
and I only need to hit that shit once
'cause I ain't made of nickels and dimes.
Fat kind make me tickled inside.
Say no to cuttin' up lines,
that's one-point-twenty-one jiggawatt jive.
And I ain't no Nancy Reagan,
just sayin' kinda take it slow.
Say yeah to the jazz cigarette,
say nil to the thrills of pills and blow.
Teen years about gettin' beat down,
and your twenties 'bout smokin' them pounds.
Stick around for the sticky amounts,
flick a Bic 'til your stuck to the couch.
I'm the sativa cyborg,
I smell that shit like a wine cork.
I hope they never legalize,
then High Times won't have anything to fight for.
I used to smoke with kids at shows,
but I stopped 'cause they all had colds,
but I got Emergen-C and a bag of Cold-Eze
and mad trees so let's all get stoned!
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
After a show, you're a friend of mind,
handshake with a prize inside.
These are Batman Begins hallucinogens.
These whammies are weaponized.
LSD and shrooms, I tried them,
was a time when I wouldn't deny them.
All you need is one trip where you lose your shit,
kiss goodbye to the sky with diamonds;
but I keep coming back like it's Atkins fat
'cause the weed's like crack cocaine,
but the risk you take is just getting baked,
you're surely gonna see the next day.
They say we fund Al Qaeda.
Sounds like the government's jealous.
Let's get the enemy stoned,
bring our ninjas home - to hell with Christian zealots,
'cause all we need is some weed and a laid back beat,
black lights if you stereotype,
couple bean bag chairs and a lack of airs,
a marathon of price is right.
What's the 4-1-1 for realzies?
I freeze my Reese's Pieces.
It's like every time I pack a pipe,
my appetite suddenly increases.
You know what a cracka mean,
green leaves my tractor beam,
addicted like it's gasoline, just pass the trees
while I live that cracker dream,
but I might have to cease my deeds.
I might have to take control
'cause I ain't down with little mc
growin' up in a cloud of my second-hand smoke.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been there.
Weed is by my side, it's always been there.
Always been there, always been
I rarely say this but I'm really in the mood to just smoke some bud... I just have to eat enough Xanax to keep away the panic attacks... and snacks. I quit drinking & haven't done real drugs in bout 6 years.
I've been riding my ass off on the new bike. Did 25 miles yesterday. That's pretty good for my ass. I feel like riding more on the new bike. I'm on a healthy diet... Ummm.. What the fuck else can you do?
I hate my home town. I want to run away but apparently I'm too old to be a runaway. I think they call it being a hobo at this age. So, we will hopefully be moving soon. I AM trying to make this happen. I have one more car to sell and everything will fall into place immediately after. I have to escape before this lifestyle destroys me. Go to a nice quiet town, surf, ride bikes & do as little as possible to pay bills. I used to be ambitious but all it got me was a bunch of stuff. The stuff did not fill the hole in me, only made it bigger. I remembered, being poor was my happiest. I miss the old Mike D myself.... the Mike D who said,"Who's holding?" & "Bills, We don't need no stinking bills!" I've ranted about this enough lately & today so on to better shit.....
I remember one time getting some shitty meth (in the 90s) & the heart thing in the video was funny because that sort of happened.
LucySky made this on my birthday. (couple weeks ago. Just forgot to post the cake.) Fuck a diet, right? Wow... I think it made me dizzy to eat a piece with all the sugar.
Boring days off........... Maybe I should go to the beach?... I duno... lazy & bored........
I need to get out of the house... beach? biking downtown? There's no surf again today & I feel pretty lazy.....
Hey bike people... have you found TheFixFixFix? It's not super hot but kind of cool anyway.
I want to make a novelty tattoo machine that is gas powered with a model airplane motor. Like, I wouldn't tattoo someone with it... Just make it for fun. I'd have to line something on myself... I mean, You would have to run it once.
I may go back to bed & watch some more......
And, that brings us full circle... I need some pot & Groucho.
Most recently the local photographer who refused to meet up with me or even communicate after she agreed to work with me for a tattoo magazine coming out in the area
