...and my antidrug.
sure, i just woke up with vicodin and klonipin everywhere, but fuck that un-god-ified shit. until its consecrated by a minister of the lord, or at least placed in front of a tv with samuel l jackson reciting his "ezekiel" speech on pulp fiction, i aint touchin that shit. coulda come from swine merchants, ya know.
sure, i just woke up with vicodin and klonipin everywhere, but fuck that un-god-ified shit. until its consecrated by a minister of the lord, or at least placed in front of a tv with samuel l jackson reciting his "ezekiel" speech on pulp fiction, i aint touchin that shit. coulda come from swine merchants, ya know.