Bong Goddess

BONG GODDESS

We were invited to a small party on planet Earth

The address is Roosevelt 9

So I took some friends of mine

From the start the guys wanted to smoke some weed

Thanks to space without race I got some super

galactic sativa called Traumatic Weed,

Indeed...

...excuse me, we'll talk later soon...

Next moment; everybody's having ta great time

Girls are dancing, drinking & smoking that haze lime

One of the good fellas wanted to show me some shot on IG,

"Look at her!" She's bomb, you see.

Holy shit on a stick, I thought I heard a bong

....there goes the song...

OH MY SOUL IS HEALING

BONG GODDESS IS THE REASON FOR KNEELING

Shocking, isn't it?!

Her regular t-shirt

With chocolate taste

My introduction

Guys and i admit

Gee, what a waste

OH MY SOUL IS HEALING

BONG GODDESS IS THE REASON FOR KNEELING

(That's when shit hit the fan

Like a kids in a candy store, man)

The Moon turned to stone

And each person got their own clone

Also the magnets parted away

When I asked her if she could stay

At least a decade

I see you're not man-made

And you're not used to offers like this

She stopped me with a blissful kiss.