Nagasaki Cross Fade

I took two puffs and then that monster hit me like a train. I was in Tokyo and I didn’t even know why I was there.

That cross fade was like a nuclear bomb in my head. I thought I was at a Japanese festival, but I was just high.

I took a hit, then that big joint hit me like I was in a war zone. Japan? I didn’t know what Japan was.

I took a few hits and then that giant joint hit me like my mom was yelling at me in the middle of a sushi restaurant.

That cross fade made me feel like I was in Japan and my mom was yelling at me for eating the last piece of cake.

That joint hit me like my mom was screaming at me in a kimono. I was in Japan and I didn’t even know how I got there.

That cross fade made me feel like I was in Japan and I was a god. I took a hit and then that big joint hit me like I was being worshipped.

I took a few hits, then that giant joint hit me like I was a god in a Japanese temple. I didn’t know why I was there, but I was mighty.

I took a little smoke and then that joint hit me like I was a god on a mountain. Japan? I didn’t know where I was, but I was powerful.