NONE OF THIS IS REAL (SCARE TACTICS 14)

Lyrics

[Verse] Pop a couple cans [?] [?] couple days until we feel like Peter Pan [?] 'til I start to feel funky 'Cause I'm smoking too much and [?] blueberry muffins [?] I'd rather spend my time with the salt and the lime Ten shots down, yeah there's bound to be more One gram left, I'm a cannabis whore Girl you eat that sausage, I eat lasagna Bitch, you know that's a double-entendre I'm so [?] turn a bitch to gravy Flow so tight I think the womb's a little bit hazy Don't try to faze me I get a beat and I'm wanton, I go crazy See, [?] When I drop another verse check your undеrwear for skids Popping shrooms like a [?] with the munchiеs Tripping so hard [?] to see if time will punch me I got a lady half my size I bang her to the left and to the right 'til she cries Tears of joy, I ain't no toy, I ain't no boy I'm a man chowing on that [?] joy Damn, yeah that hunger get me side-tracked Lift off to the stars 'til I wanna come back Back to the past blowing on that glass Feeling hella spacey and the room's still getting hazy Feeling hella spacey and the room's still getting hazy Back to the past blowing on that glass Feeling hella spacey and the room's still getting hazy Yeah the room's still getting hazy