Thas What Bud Is For
You're chillin' with the homies; sittin' round and talkin' sh!t,
a good time witcha peoples and thas really all it is,
you have those who will down a lot of beer and nuthin more,
but me I'm 'bout that relaxation; thas what bud is for.
A dime bag or a twenty; cop a half ounce if you can,
'cause thas more than enough for you to pass out witcha mans,
or spark a convo like if there will be another war,
but y'all just talkin' sh!t 'cause baby thas what bud is for.
When stresses of the world be havin' you all out of sorts,
and seems like no one understands just what it's 'bout of course,
don't let the bullsh!t get you down or have you fired up,
ignore it all; roll sumthin, grab your Bic and light it up.
As humans on this planet we all need a way to cope,
some people like to stuff their faces as a way but nope,
myself and others like me we're preferring nuthin more,
than burning earth way up to Heaven; thas what bud is for.
©2017
The Cunning Linguist


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