Dark Gardens

[Verse 1]
Like Z said smokin' Wally and Miss Cleaver
I'm not feeling happy nor sad I'm feeling neither
Concealing beakers of green secrets of Tanzania
Could not deny I'm feeling high off a gram even
We copped the King Steven, blowing erie ghost tales right while I quote males, extracting bright insights out of folk tales
All falls but when the smoke trails you could find wisdom on my coat tails

There's truth in puns but if the joke fails, the lack of satisfaction got them so stale, your whole goal got no where
I'm so ready to transcend past the nonsense
I'm different from these muthafucking squares like a rhombus
You could sit and tell them but they don't care I promise, so past it like asteroids and commits, shit's classic like Blastoise and Sonic
I'm with the asterisks taking bong hits
I know where I belong bitch

[Verse 2]
Up in the stars making magic
I spaz shit so rampant, yet I come thru fantastic
Sometimes sarcastic but, humor is important to get past the bad shit
I flip negativity like gymnastics
Roll a zip of holy trinity like some Catholics
Doobie, blunt, spliff carpet for the ashes
I hate plastic, love green, peaches, lake placid
I love getting baked, psilocybin caps and taking acid

They say I lost it whatever it is I never had it
Keep your shit I'm happy fuck the sadness
I spit shrapnel punch lines coming out in fragments
I switch channels keep it moving while you stay stagnant

[Outro]
Smoking on the flowers in my dark garden
Seeing meta (cal) physical patterns, like stars bish
Man I feel that shit is so important, my motherfucking brain is soaring
Synapses, is nothing but boring
My shit is so foreign
I smoke flowers out my dark garden
You couldn't see me when I spark it when I'm startin'
I'm lighting up all the marijuana, shit, let's get it started

In my fucking dark garden
Im rolling in my, my motherfucking dark garden
My dark garden, I'm just motherfucking starting
Rolling these L's and telling them to just be,,