Stoned, stoner, me

How uncomplicated is this life when you are always and forever stoned out of your mind, how much easier is it for you, your centre or your chi to find. Not actually giving a continental blue shit about the rest, and not even worrying about doing and giving your best. Taking a leasurely stroll down this long and dark road, all you want to do is get home so another bong u can load...
Stimulating in a thousand and one ways to smoke weed, almost like meditating when you clean the ganja up and untill you take out that last seed. Then quickly a fatty u twist, cause for blazing it up no oppertunity ever gets missed. Magical noise of taking taht first hit and then savoring it bit by bit, or if you are a pig like me? Quikly roll and smoke another five maybe even seven, nicely stoned - still on earth but it feels more like heven...
All the shit and rough edges has been smoothend out of your way and then you can actually for once just relax and enjoy the day. Take things slowly and just live 4 the now, take care of yourslf and have a decent chow. Chill out and regain all your strenght: cause the time between your morning and aftrnoon boat is quite of length..
But then again after after a long and fucked up day - i wont be the one that would no to a nice big fatty say. So what the hell the moral of the story? While you still have a severe case of morning glory: its plain and simple - wake and bake, just those rushing thoughts of the new day to break. Rounding off all of lifes edged - yes u heard correctly; that is what i said, and then you dive straight back into your still warm and comfy bed...
Then think of all the qaulity time that you have wasted, while you could've been sitting whilst good grass you savoured and tasted...

'Excuse me while I light my spliff; Good God, I gotta take a lift: From reality I just can't drift;That's why I am staying with this riff.
Take it easy; Lord, I take it easy! Take it easy

Bob marley - Easy Skanking