Smoke Sesh

He watches the way I lick it
After I spread, roll, and tuck it
Feel the blunt and bite my lip
Ready to fly when we take a hit
 
We make a lap and laugh out loud
Yeah baby, with us, two's a crowd
Now we're spilling lyrical scenes
Sex stories for his girls on the screen
 
Our energy is mixing
We can't be seen
As two cause, baby
We're the same being
 
We keep on pacing 'cause we wont stay still
Can't stop no matter how many roaches we kill
This is how I want to spend my time
With good peeps making shitty rhymes
 
And we can get over that sexual tension
We'll keep the shit green
Hope it don't maximize intention :)