Meth Is Killing Our Communities

Bong ripper drinking the strong liquor
Mong tripper thinking “the ‘Gongs slicker
Than Dali, It’s at its zenith man…”
Meanwhile Berkeley lights up like Afghanistan;

Troops thieve the lost souls who perceive
That there’s nothing in life that they can achieve
No peace from their minds perpetual pain
But the needle and a kind consensual vein
Some have fine intellectual brains
Inherited ideals grind potential gain
But that’s the game, most aren’t ashamed
We need better education, they deserve the change