Soar

Mary jane

You always on my mind

Come running all the time

There's something about this studio that makes me feel at home

There's something about this herbal shit that chills me to the bone

With a mic and a guitar yeah we tearing up this place

You hear that fucking drum beat as we turning up the bass

All the thoughts up in my head i forget them in a minute

Now my brain's going dead and i know i'm so up in it

So sit back and mellow out and i think that i could hit it

Kick reality out and let the dream set in it

Mary jane

You always on my mind

Come running all the time

Come run through your brain all the sounds you are hearing

Shock waves the multiply flowing from ear to ear and

All thoughts of fighting physically come to a quick end

The reggae music sweeps your senses running through your head

The peace of mind it provides leaves you hanging on

Just like that spliff between your lips that you are ripping on

From here on out just scream and shout like you are wanting more

Then take a hit, let it sit, and let your body soar

I want to feel my body soar