Hit me up for your green needs. Thats right. I'm back.

My dream was different last night. I was locked up,, but not in rehab.. I was in prison, and I was losing my hold on life. The dream was so real,, i felt empty, and hopeless. Sitting in my cell, staring at the wall, counting cracks in the concrete,, i faintly heard a radio playing from the guard station ( Read more... )

my life,, my heart, and my soul,, all confused. i dont even know if ive made any of the right choices,, and probably worse,, i may not care much longer.
maybe this is a good time to write music,, as soon as i finish this joint......

I need to stop dreaming,, I need to stop thinking before i make myself go insane ( Read more... )

Too fuckin much,, I think Im still makin a mistake,, but I cant be stopped, too much on the line ( Read more... )

Fuckin Steele Pulse!!!! Fuckin ,,, fuck yeah!!
smokin blunts,,, chill ass reggae,, amazing solos!!!!

I love it

Sometimes, my dreams are just too much to think about when I wake up. I cant ignore them though, because I cant help feeling the truth that my subconcious is trying to convey. Oh man,, why right now?>

sittin here with a joint hangin out my mouth,, thinkin,, about life....money....music....and everything I should be doin right now,,, instead of gettin stoned ( Read more... )

confused and lonely, tryin to hold on to the things that make me happy in this world

THIRTY-SIX THOUSAND AND FIVE-HUNDRED DAYS ( Read more... )