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High times Infinity the only entity Till Marijuana made that shit the Holy Trinity Escapeful remedy I admit to losing my brain like Kennedy And you guys were like Jackie-O, coveted now you remember me No one invented me I made my overdose an art form Suck my dick if I've offended thee Eat my imagery, Use my energy Heartless, no stem in me Delete me from your hard drive bitch I'm still in your memory Stay in the zone Smokin, speaking to unknown Forces suggest this is at home March for what the beast got us As a kid was the oddest The drive and the determination of a young Jihadist If I'm being honest I relate to hate in America burning Kushy And trying to blow myself up for virgin pussy If the son of God jumped out of the cunt of Madonna I would stab Dave Grohl in the face to get to Nirvana.
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