while i was stoned (Coded)A Poem by Poetry By de CODE“Expectations can kill a simple man” Respect every man on his craft A tin of fish and spaghetti " but you indulge as if it’s
your last meal ‘‘but that day it was the space cookies… I set the alarm for 5 am the alarm rang I was like uhm
uhm’’ Let me hit it er’morning " the sun rising while high as
f**k Please don’t give me headaches We sing drugs man "passion to the ears We are salesmen " f**k I just want to listen to music in
that space!! 22:48 midnight time moves slow And music is the drug " it’s a trap Am I plugged oh this s**t forever? Huh tell me SZA The fridge is making noise I was about to be on my first
chick flick moment Getting fucked on a slow reggae Because a man got into your life you compromise Uhh I almost got killed by spaghetti Just remembered the kind of men that SZA can marry " Joey
Bada$$ and them I hope you noticed when I started believing that I was
high I wish I was married to SZA F**k I just love spaghetti Music got me higher when I was high Time to go sleep Sorry for not saying goodnight " good morning I just feel like I took off dark sheds By de CODE © 2014 Poetry By de CODE |
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Added on September 11, 2014 Last Updated on September 11, 2014 AuthorPoetry By de CODEJohannesburg, Gauteng, South AfricaAboutHi I'm de CODE - let's get elevated. more..Writing
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