Tag: DEA


Veterans Try Cannabis To Treat PTSD


CANNABIS CULTURE – The results are now in after the first-ever legal clinical trial into the use of cannabis to treat PTSD, but did the DEA’s rules taint the outcome? “One of the biggest takeaways from this study is that veterans with PTSD can use cannabis at self-managed doses, at least in the short term, and not experience a plethora of side effects or a worsening of symptoms,” says Co-author Dr Mallory Loflin. “That’s what…


Cancer Patients Sue the DEA, Demand Psilocybin


CANNABIS CULTURE – Attorney Kathryn Tucker, who filed the petition said this is a first-of-its-kind lawsuit. “The case is about seeking to ensure that patients with serious, life-threatening illness are able to realize the promise of state and federal Right to Try laws and access psilocybin for therapeutic purposes.” In January of 2021, Tucker wrote a letter to the DEA asking for access to psilocybin under the Right to Try (RTT) Act, which was designed…


DEA’s Latest Policy Change Another Burden on Cannabis Research


CANNABIS CULTURE –  Dr. John Streicher of the University of Arizona says the DEA’s new regulations offer no help to researchers — and he’s not the only one. “From my point of view it makes no difference at all,” Streicher says under the new rules he will still need to file for a Schedule I license with the DEA, as he did under the old regulations.  Streicher’s research focuses on pain management, often with opioids…


Marlo – Last Time Lyrics (feat. No Plug)


[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Verse 1: Marlo]
I went from making thirty off them hundreds to a nigga gettin’ money
I stayed standing, f**king bitches and stayin’ on top of riches, run them digits
Stop f**kin’ with them pigeons, I’m in the kitchen, really gettin’ it
I was sixth grade with a bag of midget, tryna flip it
Big bomb tucked, pistol armored up
And now I’m goin’ for nothin’
The J’s steal your dope, I’m tryna shake them folks
12 pressing on the block like whoa
Got a thirty-one in my coat
I ain’t believing this shit, you know the feeling when them peoples hit

[Chorus: Marlo]
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain’t prayed to you in a while but this shit tryin’
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas goin’ wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that’s bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time

[Verse 2: No Plug]
How you want to drive, a water whip a straight drop
f**k the DEA nigga, and the state cops
They banned from the 9, they tried to take me from the block
I’m like an offensive lineman, every day I’m making blocks
In that Porsche Carrera 9-11, I’m gon’ drop the top
When your ho see all these diamonds man, she gon’ suck my cock
I’m like a crackhead in the game, sellin’ dope, I can’t stop
All them diamonds in my chain, man they doin’ the milly rock
I been ballin’ for a long time, you just thug to Pac
If you buy twenty-eight from me you know it gon’ hop
I’m like DMX and Ox, f**k a book I’m sellin’ blocks
I’ma straight drop everything, bitch I’m settin’ up shop

[Chorus: Marlo]
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I ain’t prayed to you in a while but this shit tryin’
And a nigga hold they head up with a smile, face a trial
So them young niggas goin’ wild with them sticks, goddamn
The pressure come, that’s bullshit
I pray God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time
I hope God hear me now, then last time
I pray to God hear me now, then last time