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I can feel it

the THC inside my system

Increased hunger

I need something inside of me

Coughing wheezing

Garden hose is set on fire

Head is spinning

White ox tobacco chopped with green

Body tingling

Chest pulsating heavy breathing

Something's happening

Feel it begin to control me

Higher power

Mighty god of cone piece destruction

I've been chosen

To carry on the bong lord's deed

I am freed

I take upon this human vessel

God of weed

Punching cones as i grow stronger

You will bleed

Sweet human meat is my desire

I shall feed

Crunchy crispy deep fried flesh

I am freed

I take upon this human vessel

God of weed

Punching cones as i grow stronger

You can't escape this being

Corpses piled to the ceiling

Start the fucking feasting

Your genitals taste so pleasing