Space Time

Traveling through
Space and time
Pondering
The wonders
Of this paradigm
Traveling through
Space and time
Pondering
The wonders
Of this paradise

I see the ghost of harvest past
With his ganja staff
How the years have passed
So fast
It doesn't seem so long ago
It was just us and our bros
Grow hoes
And the queens
Farming ganja used to mean
That u kept it on the hush
Now with the green rush
Every ones
On instagram
Tryin ta make fans
Trying to build their brand
Industry is going bland
Small farmers
Trying to make a stand
But it seems like
Its impossible
And at best improbable
Some of us will make it
But most of us will take it
Straight up the ass
The ones
Who suffered to grow grass
The elders of our past
Holy shit
Its changing so fast
Fuck corporate america
That's not why
We're here
We came to be in the trees
Government
Suck deez
Black market nugs
Old skoo
Hippies growing with their old school love

Suck deez black market nugs
Suck deez black market nugs
Suck deez black market nugs
Suck deez black market nugs

YEA I can see all the things
Like humbleness
And green rusha bling
Ganja is wise
What's she's doing
With these guys?
I feel like she has a plan
But
Servants of ganja have a point
Strange to see us
With those who
Don't smoke joints
Those who used to call
The cops on us
Now suddenly
They're one of us?
Sorry not sorry
That I'm mad
Fuck the the corporate fad
Fuck your shoes with the click click clack
And your
Pant suits are wack
You never bought a sack
Why only vape cbd
Don't want to get high like me
They don't want to know
Yourself
But that's what it takes to grow
Your mental health



Credits
Writer(s): Megan Flaming, Gabriel Gerber
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