Kryptonite

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Kryptonite,
smokin' weed at night.
Coincidence, no one cares to know.
That's why Superman can't even touch that.
It's so d*** pointless
you're now high, happy, but stupid.
You lose your family, friends, your husband, bride,
don't you forget about that dignity, pride.
Lessons committed to memory,
Mother told you,
“Honey, it will ruin your life, just look at your uncles, past 3 wives.”
Drugs like Messorole, horrible, just like a firmly packed bowl.





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