Rafting Thru Dreams

I feel so empty in my head sometimes it's just mad

like rafting around in a dream but never sad

I see a night sky with stars shining bright

to my right is a car by a wall and it's white

right, enough with the scene setting here

adhere to the story of Chris when he steer

thru rivers and valleys to political rally's

got people around, specially one guy, O'Malley

a farmer living at the purple haze fields

yields 50 tonnes of supreme mass appeal

for real, people come from all over the planet

to try some of this shit, like this one chick, Janet

Janet was still young like 16 years old

but she toked like a master and held all the smoke

I was like whoa, yo just pass me that shit

so we transfered the smoke with a long ass kiss

I was bliss but I ran through yellow green grass

with some hasch in my palm I crashed on a lawn

next to this one guy, he called himself Satan

a sorry motherfucker who just wouldnt stop debating

about what is right and about what is wrong

in the way u hold the light when you're lighting up a bong

Wrong! he said in a fair annoying voice

u gotta angle it man come here let me show!

NO! I said Fuck You! I'm gonna light it

it doesnt matter bout the angle

its the shit u gotta handle