As i sit back, smoke blunt after blunt slightly fall asleep, Dreams turn into detailed prolific visions. makes me wonder, like dam what the fuck is going on with my mind. Like am i going crazy. Sitting in thee chair feeling fake Earthquakes. Dreams is starting to Feel real. rater it be about bullshit all the way to bitches. maybe its the medical Weed and hash oil, or maybe idk. having different dreams about life and what imma do with this shit, Should i just go down the right road, or just continue doing the bullshit im doing right now. Making money doing bullshit. Hopefully what goes around doesn't come back to me.