A sample of my love story. S/o to my wife for being the spark in my inspiration and s/o @taylor-payne-sbm giving this mini project the perfect female touch.

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im open as the square at the roots/im with the group/the doobie goin like hoola hoops and like hoops i shoot/aimin for my goals, hit the moon, slide through like i hopped in a chute/ ridin dirty, bud in the shoe/ comin down like i forgot my chute/no suits/no ties/you could get the boot for the loot/ill pull strings like a lute/you smokin mute/im in the hydro like a newt/my problems minute/i found a cute angel coming from my angle, not a tangle, two to tango, yea i just got entangled/from her hair to her bangles/down to the airs/she down to earth/could be the air/need to quench a thirst/belief in relief, weed leaf disperse,im so sure/positive/opposites attract so you could bob to this/i saw it clear because my optics rich

Hook
we floatin/got potent/were feelin, important/were dreamin of bein rich/were wishin and hopin/im hopin youll be the one, that feels that way about me/im hopin youll be the one cuz i cant lie you got me open/open,open,open,open, you got me open,open, open, i know it aint just the weed you got me open,open, open, you got what i need you got me open, open, open, open...

Verse 2
sometimes im not there, like im not all there, like i dont care/like my hearings impaired, the blank stare stares back at me, at the roots like squared, shaped like stairs, air under my feet/im complete, gravity's a black hole the way im spinnin/roulette with bullet of sinnin/few shots and im feelin like lincoln/linked in your matrix, the missing link so you gotta be the princess/syntax when your pinned back, no mismatch, flick that, got the flame like kick back from lou kang/cane dope, take it to the brain, not in the know? well now you know that two thangs/overhead like two planes/over bread now whos sane?/too plain? smoke two blunts/get the pic just like high pixels/like the flow drip drip when it trickles/like the bass in your ear when it tickles/sharp curves cut deep like a sickle/blast off impact of a missile, miss me with issues, i aint gotta magazine but i gotta pistol, fistful, talkin out the situation/space im facin/your space im takin/i think awakened/i dream awake/my fate relates to two lates/too greats, so your too late/you can bite get a toothache/still wipe the scratch off the surface like toothpaste/and your just too fake

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