point me towards the next dope line point me towards some more rolled pine which way to another pink pint gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky
gotta rock the size of golgotha chop it up im crucified up on it cop another one tomorrow and die again, probly yung gastropod been gravin bombs inhale that nuclear now im on sniffin work, off a key yeah that shits the good im gonna cop a wuap for me transmute the bitch into a sack yung alchemist transmutation circle turn the hoe into the purple its the 567s immortal gods of heaven believe in no night no morn its not a question ascendin i ain stressin while chuggin robotessin float to the top lookin like any god im denyin some bitch's shepard for i am not a sheep, on the wolf creep kill for the slug or put the slug in me that duel wield chz take yo ass to sleep
point me towards the next dope line point me towards some more rolled pine which way to another pink pint gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky