they call me the pope of dope
cuz u take one hit,a nd your like "holy shit", rope a dope
its like skiing down the slopes
dont crash, you get smashed like some cantelopes
doctor of weed, is that what u need, i got the anictdote
when life's so stressful and u just cant cope
when reality hits, thats when u start to choke
take two hits, got your head spinning like spokes
you'll thank me when that fine bitch lets u poke
its all cuz of that thick ass cloud of spoke
thats why u pay me the money, and u still be broke
gotta smoke the crippy till i see like a kalidascope
my minds on drugs, so crack the egg and drop the yolk
these rhymes i wrote are brought to u impart by the blunt i toke
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