Toke, Eat

Toke eat sleep repeat,

Its somewhat jading but I’ve found it works for me,

A stretch to call it routine,

But at home I always get a seat,

I threw away my self-esteem,

Decide to reside as just me,

You know what I mean?

If being bold means you’re lion I’m a sheep,

If I could only smoke with her,

But she’s not that kind of person anymore,

Getting stoned hasn’t felt as good as it did before,

She said try swap my smoke for steam,

But i’ve tried and I don’t get that hit

I need more than just Nicotine,

We made a deal to keep it clean,

But I had my fingers crossed the day our pinkies hooked and we agreed,

I swear I daily use my feet,

I admit that’s there’s times been times that I’ve been lazy only blaming me,

Is there a middle ground to meet?

Cus I think some words slipped through the cracks when I lied through my teeth,

Toke eat sleep repeat

The only mantra that I’ll ever really need,

So many others partake in it why not me?

I wasn’t lying when I said I was a sheep