Tyson

The Lore (a.k.a. How This OG Got Its Gloves)

Born in California’s medical scene circa 2011, Tyson floated around clone-only circles like a forbidden boxing tape. No official breeder, no paperwork—just a cut so violent it needed a mouth-guard. Dispensaries slapped “Mike Tyson” on the jar and watched grown men tap out after a bowl. Years later, Iron Mike himself started Tyson 2.0, creating a beautiful loop of branding confusion: is this the OG haymaker or the celebrity remix? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Effects: From Trash Talk to Snore Talk

First round: a cerebral jab of euphoria that says “I’m still standing!” Second round: a body-cross that folds you into the sofa like a lawn chair. Couch-lock is guaranteed; ambition is KO’d. Expect 60-90 minutes of giggly, pain-free bliss followed by a mandatory nap you didn’t schedule. Great for binge-watching fights you’ll sleep through anyway.

Flavor & Aroma: Gassy With a Hint of "Who Farted?"

Open the jar and it smells like someone spilled diesel in a pine forest, then blamed the dog. On the inhale: peppery fuel and earthy funk. On the exhale: a citrus aftershock that’s basically Mike Tyson’s cologne. It’s loud, proud, and your neighbors will think you’re running a lawnmower indoors.

Grow Notes (For Gluttons)

Tyson stays short and stocky like a bantamweight—dense nugs, golf-ball colas, and trichomes so thick you’ll need a scraper. Flowering in 8-9 weeks, she demands low humidity in late flower or she’ll mold faster than old bread. Yields are respectable if you defoliate like Edward Scissorhands on Red Bull. Clone-only, so good luck finding the real cut unless you know a guy who knows a guy.

Medical Uses: License to Chill

Doctor’s orders: insomnia, chronic pain, anxiety, and that pesky will to leave the house. Tyson turns pain into pillows and racing thoughts into snoring. Just don’t dose before operating anything heavier than a TV remote. Side effects include forgetting where you put the remote.

Who Should Smoke It

Perfect for night-shift zombies, Netflix gladiators, and anyone whose FitBit registered zero steps today. If your idea of cardio is reaching for the bong, Tyson’s your coach. Avoid if you have deadlines, toddlers, or a scheduled FaceTime with your mother-in-law.