When it all seem so dark
I keep measure every quark
It is always in flawless control
Like smoking a dank fat pre-roll
When not in the Illuminati game
All the good girls in my frame
Many cats to love and tame
Don’t even do it for fame
So when the world ends
And the entire crust bends
I know a safe spot that mends
Many love letters my heart sends
But now is a gamble for the rush
So I have to stay off the kush
Green holy burning bush
The Dutch Royal flush
Because I did not vote
Got a seat in the lifeboat
Over all them trouble I float
Perks of being one of the goat
That is why I for the small fend
Gaining all of the true friend
All words I know to blend
Truth I can always lend
In a basement so damp
The motherfuckers cramp
Completely misses the ramp
As my bud mows down a vamp
Without enlightenment no lamp
Not invited in any real Qamp
Greens they cannot amp
Cia at summer-camp
Winko Winka Tree
