Cloud 9 with and Ounce

i'm sitting here and laughing at my thoughts.
cuz the thought of this kush i have got.
i'm high as a kite,
flying like a bird.
i will give you a hit if you say the right word.

just the right ammount of chron.
two or three hits will have you long gone.
you text me and i look at the time.
9:35, why the fuck am i still awake, writing a rhyme?

i guess it's the kush that has me feelin great.
the feeling, it keeps me awake.
the smoke rising[/b]
perfect timing.
perfect place, for my rhyming.

the weed is dank,
i'm not with any skanks.
it's like i'm in a kush heaven.
i shot for heaven but then i bounced,
and landed on cloud 9 with an ounce.

this is my life and i love it to death
just pray that i dont have to go, not just yet.[/font][/font]