I was so high I had to do something
So I outstretched my bare arms,
jumped in the air and landed on top of Kilimanjaro
Came back to Earth and made love to Aset,
on a fragrant mattress of Nag Champa and Collard Greens
I sat on the Ashanti Stool at a platinum table
and ate barbequed pig feet
and drank passion fruit Alize in the presence of my enemies
I tore off a piece of Dead Sea scroll,
so I could roll me another biblical blunt.
Then I flew up to Heaven, but did not enter.
I put my ear to the sky and listened to God laugh.
I then began to think about regular men who appear similar to me,
who go to sleep at 11, wake at 7 and go to work from 9 to 5.