Vagitables

The sky is a better place I wish that I could fly and levitate So I get high like everyday, but that ain't do much Except maybe just increasing my lunch And got me snacking on a pack of the runts Yeah, this life is of lumps, bumps and bruises, measles and mumps Gotta learn that all you need is love So I don't smoke blunts no more, no, but I still smoke Js No beast, but I still smoke haze See these days I need weed to release the hate Just reducing the use on the weekdays And I'm no weakling, Nah, I'm big, man Yeah my discipline's the opposite of a pig pen It's neatly kept like my bed right after some sex Or the nest on a full nights rest, you know it's a mess Still occupied by a set of some breasts that I met the other night at a restaurant Requested vegetables, said they're the best around Said wow, I thought my garden held down the crown Apparently not, the veggies were definitely top notch The carrots all the way to the broccoli So I awkwardly tell her I'm awfully impressed With the vegetables she selects She laughs and says "you're welcome, well drinks for sale I know you want one, yeah I could tell from..." Well, um, one turned the three, the next thing is me on her All fours, doing something never done before This Kama Sutra daughter Her alma mater must have been a college in how to make me fucking wanna Whoever taught her how to properly place her pelvis upon a penis is a genius, I mean it Her sex was beg-able, My little pecker was begging me to replicate for 40 days straight For god sakes, there goes my great discipline again Got me smoking blunts with friends, playing Rock Band instead of writing rhymes or using my time Better yet a better use of my mind That occupy from that fine wine sippin inside inside, slippery side of swine Pig-headed guy I'm not, it's just the way it is When the sex is really the shit, that's the power of estrogen I said say it again