I was gone for a minute, now I'm back
Young Bones cashed, ripping Chia seed packs
Counter top's sticky from the fruit getting pressed
Local grown goods make a multicolored mess
Corpse full of flax, and a skull full of ash
Touch and feel the past, let the flashbacks flash
Young William Lamb[?
Living off the plants like it's 1810
Sticking to the plans, cause we know the ****ing end
We've all seen what happens, still they try and just pretend
I don't wanna know you or your friends, cause you do it for the wrong reasons

Young and I'm hopeless, bust all my emotions
The place I was put is a rock that's eroded
Trying to work the motion, locking out the bullshit
But all I can do is pick grains for my potions
Let it sink in, let me be the ****ing lotion
Cleanse you of disease, and I leave blunt smoking

Himalayan salt from the docks
Grind it down then I pour it on top(2x)