Launched back in time when the room smelled like potpourri and skunk,
Drinkin' malt liquor...
Tryin' to be grown, in a world where they use to throw stems and seeds from the bag you just grabbed, waiting for "18" to come back with the papers...
Old school happened when,
I thought about old friends, who listened to that same song, singing cuz the beats strong, chillin cuz it wasn't wrong, friends cuz we life long..
All grown up and scattered through time,
Relocate for career and family in mind,
If you still smoke it's cuz you got the medical card,
Or occasional toke when you trim the yard..
Maybe you're enlightened on religious thangs, pray and meditate for a positive change,
Take care of self both spiritual and mental,
Humble prostration, nod your head to the tempo,
I hope your in good health without the battle of odds,
Or locked up for any reason cuz your freedom's your all.
In short, I thought about all of us,
When I took a trip down memory lane.
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