I walked into the smoke-filled room,
Air so thick, colors start to bloom.
A stranger smiled with half-closed eyes,
Held out a joint and whispered, "Fly."
"This ain't just weed, it's time," he said,
"One slow hit, and lose your head."
I took a drag, the walls fell wide,
I saw myself from the other side.
Stats were glitching, mind on spin,
Level low but vibe within.
A neon plant began to speak,
"No need to fight, just float and seek."
Some loops will pull you under,
Some will lift you high.
But this one shows your colors,
When you just let time slide.
Roll it slow,
Let it flow.
Head in loops,
High and low.
Roll it slow,
Feel the ride.
In this haze,
We collide.
I met myself with blurry face,
Half a grin, half outer space.
Passed the hit, they smiled back,
Said, "We're both leaves on the same track."
Creatures looping in the light,
Greenish echoes left and right.
And I learned not all's a race,
Sometimes you just float in place.
No rush...
No fight...
Breathe in...
Hold tight...
Roll it slow,
Let it flow.
Head in loops,
High and low.
Roll it slow,
Feel the ride.
In this haze,
We collide.
Roll it... roll it...
Slow... slow...
