My Pipe

by Roast

At 5:30 I awake, and I start my day.
I pack my lunch
and my pipe,
and I am on my way.

I go to school, in a haze caused by sleep deprivation.
My saving grace
is my pipe,
it's my only preservation.

I take the time, to smoke some weed, after every class.
I build it up
and take a hit,
and marvel at my pipe that is made of glass.

Around 11:00 I go home with serious hunger pains.
My pipe is how
I make it through,
the losses are nothing compared to the gains.

So when you see me after school and you think I'm high.
Take the time
to check out my pipe,
and then you will know why.

The pipe is the cause of every thing, don't doubt me on this.
So I'll take a hit
and wash it down,
with bong water even though it tastes like piss.

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