The Grass Hut
This is poem means a lot to me because I am saying what other are afraid… I wrote this poem from withing the very depths of my soul and is one of the main reasons I began calling myself SoEx/SEx, abbreviations for Soulful Expressions… But enjoy…
It’s a place where I roam when I feel the need to be alone
I love this place so much I even call it my second home
When dealing with my problems I go over there to solve them
Knowing damn well that when I step out in a few I’ll be dealing with these same problems
But the aroma in this place, the aroma in this place, the aroma in this place keeps a smile upon my face
I’m talking bout eyes gleaming red & low, got me wanting mo’, got me spending dough because I love to smoke every time I go to The Grass Hut
I’m talking bout floating with stars, getting higher than Planet Mars, not giving a lovely fuck about President what his name and his motherfucking wars, cause I’m doing this for my niggas confined behind bars who dread for the day they go to The Grass Hut
I’m talking bout no anger, no rage, forever loving the green & purple haze, I’ma live and die in this place family and friends I’m s-o-r-ry but I am in L-O-V-E- with T-H-E Grass Hut
The shit need to be legalized so I can go legally buy and get legally high and hope that yall realize that I don’t give a fuck about what yall say about me in ya lil minds because I spend most of my time up inside The Grass Hut…
Cuz you see this shit right here, this shit right here, nigga this shit right here… is poetry in motion, got me slowing in motion, flowing slowly like the waves in the ocean, never out in the open too bad so sad you’ll never be able to find my palace The Grass Hut
NO BITCHASSNESS!!!!!
SoEx/SEx
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