i'm ill on the mic when the smoke and my mind clash//
dawg i got 2 bones on the dime sack//
strickly weed fam don't puff crack or the dope//
too many problems the blunt smoke makes me able to cope//
i love the gangsta feel when im blazin the erb//
catch me playin cee-lo gettin paid by the curb//
in low spirits- i need a lil chronic ta lift me up//
crack it up-roll it up-lick it up-spliff it up//
we get high till we float we blazin the Oz//
fuck health im fuckin up my brain cells till they fall out my noze//
all i need is a blunt and ho//
i hate pig ass niggas that like to hogg the dro//
i get high like i'm floatin over a bridge//
smoke so much i can smell it when i piss