The working class still rolls a joint
The professor still passes it
Millennial parents still tuck the gummies behind the kids vitamins
The artist still insists the high is for the work
& I still light one and call it self care
In the end they say the appetite is new. It isn’t. Only the alibi is.
A nigga don’t ever wanna do right by you until you finally leave him alone. Then all of a sudden he wanna act crazy and kill you.
Aht ahtttt!!! You ain’t give a damn when I was over here crying with snot dripping down my shirt. Boy, go to hell.
Every stoner needs to know when to take a break.
Loving cannabis doesn’t mean you have to smoke all day, every day. Handle your work, take care of yourself, and make sure you’re choosing the smoke—not letting the smoke choose for you.
Enjoy cannabis. Keep your balance.
Nggas you don’t even like be so good at disturbing you and acting like they never heard the word “no”. Like ngga, I said don’t call me… why are you still calling?
The seats landing this weekend are the tell.
Sage is not filling The Wall with slogans. He is seating products an agent can actually use, then setting the pages up himself. That only works because @rokha_agent can run the work and leave a trace. @GoblinBuilds built the launchpad in that order. Pay the seat in $ROKHA, half burns.
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