Stonehenge

Stonehenge on my wrist
Ancient watch, it dont tick
Hot ass day, chill ass crib
Lemon tek, take a swig
Spinning clay, let it rip
Mix the bape with the rick
Backwoods packed with a zip
You'd get smacked off one hit
Its not the dog in the fight, its the fight in the dog
Stars shining bright, i can't see the light thru the fog
So im tryna fly and i brought a light and a log
Get my money right, count me blessing as i count this guap
On the sands of time theres a tower thats waiting to fall
Everything is doomed, but theres quite a view from the top floor
And i know its true so its hard to see what its all for
Thumbing thru these blues, its a magazine, its a digest
Looking for the truth, i got shit to do, i can't die yet
Lurk under the moon, birds won't sing their tunes until ive left
Flipping samples, flipping bapes, flipping eighths, flipping off the fakes
Got my blinders on, i can't see the hate, nothings in my way
Pack a bowl of flower, snap it like dragon
Rubber bands on my like im lagging
All these potions like Snape i got magic
Issey on my wrist, i could get tragic
It is what it is
Wake and bake, its really high noon, imma take another hit
You know what it is
Casting spells, i dont even try to, hearing whispers on the wind

U can catch me outside like a lightning bug
I just rolled up a few and im lighting one
Undercover my jeans im the lightning plug