A poem about weed. Find it on SoundCloud

Nate Mandel By Nate Mandel, 13th Mar 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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A Poem About Weed, spoken word with a changed voice to speed up the recording and make it more entertaining. Find me on SoundCloud.

A Poem About Weed

A poem about weed, is not hard at all
But truth can hurt, that's why i stall

I don't want to hurt you, but no pain no growth
Weed is chocolate covered poison, the inside is gross

On the outside it seems, like it has the power to heal
And perhaps it does, make some people feel -

All kinds of things, that CAN be good for us
But ultimately, it turns into an unpercieved cuss

If you're somewhere excelling, it stops you right there
Wasting your days, it puts you in back 5 years

I know you don't see it, because I didn't EITHER
When you're smoking all day, you don't see shit sir

It completely ruins, your best years of development
taking talent, and turns it into ENvelopment

Drawn into nonsense, actin silly all the time
Saying dumb crap, you're not in nursery dime

Yeah I called you dime (bag), cause that's all I hear
From a grown ass adult, acting like grandpa who can't share

The point isn't sharing though, the emphasis is the fact
That you act imature, and there's no respect in that

You probably wonder, why family and friends
Never take you serious, you tide like trends

Coming and going, day in and day out
Sometimes I wonder, does your soul not shout

Nothing you say, holds any weight
like the smoke you inhale, you're taking the bait

The evil inclination, desperately wants you to do it
In fact, he'll make up exuses to help you get through it

But just like someone trapped, in a cult needs perspective
Someone smoking weed, feels the need to be protective

No one is fighting you, we just hope you wake up
Get out your stupid slumber, and start to grow up

There's so much opportunity, if every stoner would just quit
This world would advance, to a state that's legit

Take the good that you learned, from smoking all that shit
And actually give it some time, take an affect and submit

Cause right now, all you do is talk about cool concepts
But I've yet to see one meterialize, into something real and complex

Actually, imma take that back
Your concepts are wack, for your 2 year old named Zack -
Stop blowing smoke, and living in a fantasy
You are only fooling yourself, that i guarantee

Sober human beings, happy with their lot
See right through stoners, who uh.. just forget

That's correct, your short term memory is completely shot
Do you even remember what you read, cause you forgetting a lot

If you're the type of guy, that 9 to 5 is your goal
Then go ahead and smoke, the streets you'll petrol

But if you are the type, that is lit up, and fueled by success
When are you going to realize, that weed is not the address

You will not succeed, in all aspects of life
You're more likely to be met, with all kinds of strife

What I'm saying is truth, and it's matter of time
Before it hits your clouded brain, and begins to shine

This must be repeated, because the ringing in your ear
Is from the last blunt you smoked, and that is unfair

Is there a time that you're sober, is there a time that we can speak
Or do i just have to accept the fact, that you'll always be weak

Being addicted to a substance, makes you a slave
Don't you ever wonder, what it would be like not to crave -
Disgusting junk food, that you stuff in you face

Eat a healthy meal, and smile genuinely
Not to need a chemical, to make you be friendly

Everything about weed, is the opposite of motivating
Working on weed, is like drinking while your meditating
What is this cronic obsession with medicating
It destroys every concept of properly educating

Smoking weed, has you locked in a cage
It takes you 10 years, to turn one page

It's only been, 4 minutes since I started
To you its been 4 years, you're going retarded

This high called life, that God continuously bestows
Is a most precious gift, why you smoking no one knows

Life is most definitely, the craziest trip
If different kinds of concepts, you know how to flip

Life is a substance, so pure and holy
Inhale all you want, but start that slowly

A Spritual high, has the power to slip
You right into, a beautiful trip

clean of substance , pleasant as love
You will want it all day, and thank the one above

Don't wait around, til the going gets tough
Be the tough goer, even though its rough
Say you've had enough, of that nasty stuff
Take that last puff, and free yourself of.. fluff

Don't even think, that weed isn't an addiction
You're addicted to that joint like a junky arms affliction

Takin each puff, like a junky shoots up
Stink from head to toe, like where junkys end up

Don't think you got it, under control
Weed will break you in half, every time you are whole

It can ruin your life, and fuck up your marriage
Piss off your family, you'll get sued or get damaged

Life is all about, being on top of your game
Let your gaurd down, and you'll get hit by a train

Every time you smoke weed, is like you got hit
Start a new chapter, wasn't the previous one fit?

If you had the slightest idea, of the love God has for you,
You wouldn't be so quick to numb you're brain, and from reality withdrew


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