Please Don't Pass the Blunt..

What if you got tired of breathing?
What if your next breath was just as painful as the last?
Would it make you faint?
Would you still wake and bake?
Alot of you kids
Don't realize the fate you make
When you puff and pass
Leaving a hole on ya neck
Your only source of breath
Then you have the nerve to ask God why?
When He told you son
Don't sniff the blunt...'

Your life is worth more
Please don't pass the blunt

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