Resin

Resin...you stick to my fingers
But you get me high and you get me by
So, I
figure...
Resin...you burn from black to white.
But you last me long, when
all my weed is gone
So, I figure..
I think I will keep you around
In case my
weed supply is down.
But if I really want to get all fuckin' stoned
Then I
gotta mix you with the BKF.
Now I know what to do when Mary is gone
Just hook
up with her invisible friend Resin
Heaven...the smell of your hair
lingers
But you stay all night, even when we fight
So, I figure...