Up in the air as I blew smoke

I said up there goes my worries

Little did I know it aint worries

It is life lovely that I blew up

It gave me a high when I felt low

When on a high it took me to a new high

Shining like a diamond in the hand

It never made me feel I was on quick sand

Slow and steady it kept me eating
The pleasure with-standing and feting
Little did I know the stick in white
Had no intentions good but all black and evil

Admired it as much for giving pleasure on burning

Only to realize that it aint burning alone

I vow not be enslave'd to the stick in white

But to fight and gift Thou a life bright

Smoke it out or get smoked out.....life is yours....choice is yours.