Indica

CHORUS: (X2)
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch

TERMINAL KNOWLEDGE:
Yo, yo, yo
Are you an entertainer or an artist?
Steppin straight into the tar pits
Remain in the dark...ready aim, say your prayers, hit the target
To the brain from a chamber in a cartridge
A bit improper like im sayin irregardless
This is for the feign of heart, not for the straight up heartless
Cheapskates, slashin wages as they max the profit
Remade in a dream state half way to catatonic
We stay trap with a bag of chronic
Cliche raps to a beat tape, each tape, freebase hash til i have to vomit
Keep faith or feel they wrath
State of mind is zen like, life is half forgotten
Term the worm in the apple and thats ripe or rotten
Been described as a vermin like disturbance
Wordsmith for hire searching to find a purpose
But im certain life is worthless terminally
Eternally keep a journal, each word that we speak is hurtful or slurred
Either that or its both...each gelatinous doses, need to have me a smoke
A reefer addict, constantly seeking happiness
Obviously be slacking, he constantly cheifin cannabis....damn

CHORUS: (X2)
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch

ACUMENTAL:
Yo, yo
My phone is full of photos and emotionless emojis
Colloquial and nosy, hella known for hittin stogies
When I'm rollin with the homies, so clueless, so coolio too
To a title holder with a multitude of trophies
See, acumental got the drive and the gusto
The verve and the fervor, stage dive in the front row
I plan to brandish knives at the gun show
These perverbial superlative chumps hurdle bluffs if you must know (jump!)
I practice rhymes in the mirror, so pass the sprite and the syrup
Stay on my grind when im reciting the lyric, it's like
You ain't as high as my spirit so keep it grounded
Im a fiend with both feet in the field and i feel surrounded
But ive never been caught with my guard down
Go to palmer square park, yea thats our town (STANK FACE)
We in charge now. I barge in like Sgt. Barnes when i bark sound
It's the silver line to your dark cloud, like
(puff indica, im stuck in the couch
Puff indica, im stuck in the couch)
Yo, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Eat mini muff like mickey mouse
No minimum when im maxing out
If you ain't know you better ask around

CHORUS: (X2)
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch
Puff, puff indica, stuck in the couch