Hot Box Suffocation
Smoke-Filled Destiny: Embrace the Hotbox Suffocation Experience
Lyrics
Light that shit up
Initiating the act of smoking marijuana
Enclosed panic room No windows
Describing a confined space for smoking, emphasizing its isolation with no windows
No windows or oxygen coming through
Highlighting the lack of ventilation, creating a sense of danger
Death is imminent as they devour all
Suggesting that death is inevitable as the smoke overwhelms
Edibles unable to fathom the treasure
Consuming marijuana-infused edibles, struggling to appreciate their value
The flavour profile of the terpenes
Focusing on the taste and aroma of the terpenes, chemicals in cannabis
Genetically modified to
Referring to genetically modified marijuana for enhanced flavor
Have an unimaginable flavour profile stack them up
Stacking up different strains of marijuana with extraordinary flavor profiles
Ready to ignite
Preparing to light up the marijuana
Sparking up spliffs burning up the pipes
Igniting joints and pipes, intensifying the smoking experience
Hot boxing inside the bunker
Smoking heavily within an enclosed space, creating a hotbox
No escape your fate has already been determined
Indicating that escape is impossible, fate is sealed
There is no escape
Reiterating the inescapability of the situation
Smoke replaces air
Describing the overwhelming presence of smoke, replacing breathable air
You're all doomed to
Asserting the doomed fate of those present in the hotbox
Hotbox suffocation
Expressing the theme of suffocation within the hotbox
A stoners dream way to die
Presenting death by hotboxing as a desirable outcome for marijuana enthusiasts
You're the lucky ones chosen tonight
Implies that those in the hotbox are fortunate or chosen for this fate
This room fills with smoke
Describing the hotbox filling with smoke
Hotbox suffocation
Reiterating the theme of suffocation in the hotbox
Locked away forgotten and preserved with Mary Jane
Being isolated with marijuana, preserved like a valuable substance
What remains will be left here cement will fill up the cracks
Indicating that what remains will be preserved and sealed away
You will soon be forgotten
Predicting being forgotten as the hotboxing experience progresses
There is no escape
Reiterating the inescapable nature of the hotbox
Smoke replaces air
Emphasizing the substitution of air with smoke in the hotbox
You're all doomed to
Affirming the doomed fate of those in the hotbox
Hotbox suffocation
Expressing the theme of suffocation within the hotbox
A stoners dream way to die
Presenting death by hotboxing as a desirable outcome for marijuana enthusiasts
You're the lucky ones chosen tonight
Implies that those in the hotbox are fortunate or chosen for this fate
This room fills with smoke
Describing the hotbox filling with smoke
Hotbox suffocation
Reiterating the theme of suffocation in the hotbox
The end is near then will gut you and infuse you with my weed
Suggesting a grim ending where the individual is gutted and infused with marijuana
Then fill you up with my seed
Introducing a disturbing element involving the speaker's seed
And start the preparation of cooking your meat
Concluding with a graphic reference to preparing and cooking the individual's meat
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