I'm simply on another planet from the AK. Holy fuck, it is not only the potency of the weed but the quality of the high and how I weighed out .150 hits with a mg scale, hit them near the ac to cool the air down a bit. They were solid tokes. It is also the combination of etizolam, too many cups of coffee already to count, so damn depressed and lazy even still 6 months off oxy. Makes sense. I did completely wreck my body last year all year long with opiates and it left me pretty much dead. 1 of 6 years time will fly ya by. Woke up one day in another decade thingy. Smoking that bong - smoking strong -
Listen to Lil Pee collaborate wit OmenXII it's toooo sick Im' doing fuck all for the rest of the day but sit here smoking and listening to rap. I got like 2.1 grams left of the AK. It is in one bud, and one of the smaller ones. They were all colas, it seemed. Just a really damn good grow and strain. I know I'm high when I start to write rhymes y'know I don't really wanna flip dimes it's just not the time so I rhyme about crime and my opened third eye, smokin AK day and night not looking for a fight but keep way when I'm high. I never come down, the fuck would I frown, when I gotta bitch in a gown and we're smokin A.K, on the town. Used to rail brown, feel it in my nose. Smokin that bong, this real shit be dope.