Last night I was on fire, like Kobe Bryant in the 4th.
But with life. Where every conversation is a swish.
Walk into the Cannabis Culture Lounge with 8 of my copains (friends in French), I can feel the culture shifting.
Breaking out of my shell, they didn't know what kind of monster would exist.
Make a circle for the children like the elementary school days. Only this time we don't have to sit Indian style.
Pushed the cushioned couches back a little further so we can make room for the up and coming.
And introduce them to a lifestyle that we didn't invent, but we will take credit for the rediscovery.
They said people like us were endangered species. They said people like us only exist in movies
My mans did a nice finger roll and I sparked the conversation. Flicking ashes to new memories
This can't be life. Even the anti social can't deny 
Kid with the headphones on takes them off just to hear our conversation. That's music to my ears
Dabbing in and out of reality, burns slow like calories
If I never see them again, I will be an urban legend in their books. They'll always remember how I made them feel, even if they forgot how I look