I Thank God For The Weed And The Grizzly Wintergreen Poem by Zachary Buck Hultman

Makaveli, "I gotta thank the lord for the weed and the nicotine."


I am in a deep state of want and need
Surrounded by desire and greed
Mixing Weed and Grizzly Wintergreen
I've created a world of pure misery
Can't leave my veins give off this intense scream
Kessler is preferred wiskey not Hennessey
Not for anything but lack capitalist in me

Never ending cycle
First you get high
Cut off your wings, you will
While you're learning to fly
By putting a pinch in you lips to chill
Just one more time, I've got to try
It's all good up until you feel ill
Take another hit and I'm in the sky
To end it, it's who to kill?

The seed of the BucKaV3Lian
Is watered down with poison
The Buddha's Karma joined in
They treat me like an alien

Surrounded by speed freaks and molly wanabees
Alcoholism is epigenetically within me by those whom came before me
Programmed in my proteins through a perceptions of reality
And who I believe myself to be

Born wild in these dense woods
I was often misunderstood
To fit in I did all I could
Cultivate my own and harvest rich goods

Now I have a new plan, a new mission
A new path has arisen
In this path there is a vision
Of a mind unattached to the monkey minded decision,
A drug induced addiction
The old life I will be missin'
But now is a cessation of the affliction within
And to surround myself with my perception of Heaven