Yo. Where my stoners at?
[First Verse]: Just another mother weed song from me, L, truly yours, start my day off with some (hits from the bong), Para got you paranoid, smoke this and keep calm, I'm gone touch the moon today, you should call me Armstrong, yes (yes), just bought an ounce of the best (best), can't get a job must be them drug tests, ha, and we stay smokin' papers, 20 grams later, shit I've met my maker, smoke my weed until it's about as black as Vader, gotta go to work, shit man, I'll do it later, singing la la la, take a J to the face, laughing ha ha ha, man haters gotta hate (hate), we fly high but we stay underneath the radar, like my man Webby I bring the B-A-Rs, I be lookin' mighty cool, watch the haters pass me by, I didn't go to high school, shit I went to school high!
Haha--uh, I'm goin' back in, let me catch this
[Verse 2]: Life is what you make it, you can live it you can waste it, you can waste it chasin' bitches or listen to what I'm sayin', you can waste it pickin' lil' shit each and every day in, or you can spend it gettin' money, rollin' trees and gettin' faded (faded), and you know we stay trippy (trippy), where I come from we stay smokin' like chimneys, puff puff pass, give that blunt a pass, but I stole another puff, hope the others didn't see that (nope), shout outs to L, man all my homies holla', dealer keep me medicated, practically my doctor, like "What's up doc?", man I sound like Bugs Bunny, walk to McD's to find out we got no money, passed out on the couch eating Oreos, man I sling more birds than Rovio, birds, rollin' weed by the name of "so fine", you live your fucking life, I'll live mine high
- Hip Hop