~Yes I smoke shit Straight off the roach clip I roll shit Fold the blunt At once To approach it Forward motion Make you sway like the ocean The herb is more than just a powerful potion ~ Pick it Pack it Fire it up, come along And take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down Just for a second Don't get me wrong It's not a new method Inhale Exhale Just got an ounce in the mail I like a blunt or a big fat cone But my double-barrel bong Is gettin' me stoned homeskillet
There's water inside don't spill it It smells like shit on the carpet Still it Goes down smooth when I get a clean hit Of the skunky, phunky, smelly green shit Sing my song Puff all night long As I take hits from the bong Hits from the bong Let's smoke that bowl Hit the bong And then take that finger off of that hole Plug it Unplug it Don't strain I love you Mary Jane She never complains When I hit Mary With that flame I light up the cherry She's so good to me When I pack a fresh bowl I clean the screen Don't get me stirred up
The smoke, through the bubbling water Is makin' it pure so I got ta Take my hit and hold it Just like Chong
I get the bowl and I reload it Get my four-footer and bring it on As I take hits from the bong ~
 

~Some people tell me that I need help Some people can fuck off and go to hell Goddamn why they criticize me Now shit is on the rise so my family despise me Fuck 'em, and feed 'em 'cause I don't need 'em I won't join 'em if I can beat 'em They don't understand my logic To my gatt to my money and I'm hooked on chronic ~ Muthafuckas be drivin' me up the walls Hopin' that I fall but they can lick my balls Straight jacket Strap it In the padded room where some punk niggas can't hack it Distracted from our reality Now I'm let out on a minor technicality They all fucked up now 'Cause they let a nigga back on the street somehow ~