Hot Box Suffocation

Light that shit up
Enclosed panic room No windows

No windows or oxygen coming through
Death is imminent as they devour all
Edibles unable to fathom the treasure
The flavour profile of the terpenes
Genetically modified to
Have an unimaginable flavour profile stack them up
Ready to ignite
Sparking up spliffs burning up the pipes
Hot boxing inside the bunker
No escape your fate has already been determined

There is no escape
Smoke replaces air
You're all doomed to
Hotbox suffocation
A stoners dream way to die
You're the lucky ones chosen tonight
This room fills with smoke
Hotbox suffocation

Locked away forgotten and preserved with Mary Jane
What remains will be left here cement will fill up the cracks
You will soon be forgotten

There is no escape
Smoke replaces air
You're all doomed to
Hotbox suffocation
A stoners dream way to die
You're the lucky ones chosen tonight
This room fills with smoke
Hotbox suffocation

The end is near then will gut you and infuse you with my weed
Then fill you up with my seed
And start the preparation of cooking your meat