All right now.
She wasn't like the other girls at all and I know it's bad to want her so bad my knuckles go white, fists clenched. You could almost even call it a crime.

Won't you listen?
She's so sexy, over there, beside me. When I close my mind to the world she's still there telling me things I want to hear. You probably could call it a crime.

When we first met I didn't notice perhaps the biggest thing I love about her, and it surprised me when I found this out. I can never forget that day but looking back at it now there's a little tinge of something... sweaty, good looking.

Duke.

That is the past and my grandma told me the past has already forgotten you, so just be polite and forget the past. Holly introduced me to this carnival gloved in soft skin, double D. Viola opened up my mind. So yeah we can call this crime.

I love you-

And I think I just might, and she knows it. Holly wasn't brave enough to stand beside me so she walked away instead; my life was empty like a used pack of cigarette's. She was the first person I felt a real-to-life connection with, and Holly put me down.
Until you took me,

Drugs make you forget. Twisting all those things you hate into a beautiful swirl that totally means something--and it is the trippiest thing ever.
Ever.
Weed fills my body with good feelings and challenges my mind to explore anything in all the world. I feel more confident with my game when I'm all toasted to next month, I even feel sexy and alluring. Viola showed me this. And she has a clear bong.
Lots of things make more sense now, life is clear. Being down for some pot doesn't make anyone a bad person. Feeling happy can't possibly be bad, weed just has a bad reputation on the tv as a gateway drug to harder things. Those are the fuckups 'cause they enforce the stereotype. Some people just can't realize a good thing when even when it's filling their lungs.
I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear.

I don't care what big brain public figures say, you can't trust them. My grandma always told me rules are just suggestions and that it's my life, whatever happens in the end. Stoners are happy-go-lucky lovers, sometimes fighters, willing to share and listen. I always love it when people try something new. You could almost even call it a crime.

How marijuana is slandered in the news, straight people don't know what it's all about. Pun intended. The put it down, some airheads ignor the high lifestyle telling themselves all those red eyes are a sign of evolution.

Excuse my language but lol.

You gave me a new belief.
Basically I love getting high, being high, and usually burning out because you do literally feel higher. When good things happen in your favour it's double as wonderful because you were'nt hoping for a break just walking along doing whatever. And Viola made this all possible.

And soon the world will love you sweat leaf.

Don't hold your breath Vi, I intended on makeing you breathless.

A/n I'm unhigh guys. My bad.