That day in UBelt

It was a day or was a night
If I remember right
I'm on my way to school
Everything felt cool

I saw Phish and Ryan
And everything was fayan (Fine)
Blasting my discman
We were thinking of flyin'

On our way before class
Fillin' some Oreos with grass
Hittin' your faces with brass
Never will I say pass

There we go minutes turned to hours
I'm starting to feel this super flowa' powers

I'm losing my grip
From reality and I
Just want to go home and
Sleep ol day and night

So there it goes
Everything went out of control
People are lookin' like trolls
Running away from hoes

Get away from my path
Computations like math
Feel this weeds wrath

And I know I am no match
(You're no match from this weed)



Credits
Writer(s): Wilmar Santos
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