smokin on the edge of my conscious

I think I’m growing lifeless
Like I be smoking
On the edge of my conscious
Know where I go
I’ll always feel you right beside me
Whether the energy
Is just entangled lightly, I think not
Fuck off
Bite the bust
Everything we had is gone
And turned to dust
Blowing it off of the coffin
Feeling static vapor in my lungs
Feeling deep emphatic
Blowing fast tricks
Hoping that all the dope
Finds it’s way back to the masses