in the bluejean days
when acid was still legal
we used to sell shit for fourteen an
oz & everything was cool & the DS only had
three cops
now its thrity when you can
get it & the squad has thirty-two cops only we
call them pigs now & the heavies are getting all the
smolers busted so they can lay
smack on everyone
the perfect merchandise
customers for life
we know this cat
lives in Mombasa
where good shit's
dollar a kilo
asked him
what's it like living in Mombasa
been there a year & and he said
i don't know, man
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