Trippin clouds

Trippin out on some weed i see some some thing interesting traveling fast as light ight bout to take flight into the midnight sun living in alaska with a bottle of pineapple haze mixed into a drink pure some food dye turn it pink draw something up use it as a tattoo ink Design it into a frinkin link from the past going so fast moneys wasted goin into the trash head into a crash twisted metal everywhere thrashing Metal throwing my hair around listioning to this viscious sound for i am crowned with thorns of hell heaven know why i lie when i try to die far out i here people cry they try to save me but im far from gone trippin out on some weed puffin on some clouds trippin in the light ight let go out tonight into the midnight sun and have some fun haaaaaaaaaaa hahahahahahahaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaa