Two packs of swishers I'm about to roll a biggie
Never been typical and never been picky
So fuck all the hype, yo and fuck the bullshit
I give you food for thought so you'll get full quick
I remember times in the past that didn't last
But I had no idea that they'd move on so fast like a flash
And too many of these cats be chasing cash
And I've seen too many of my thoughts turn to ash
And I'm like 'why?' but I've never found an answer
I live a simple life, that's why I think faster
And only after all the weed smoke, I realized that all the money I spent made me broke
But I never dwell on my past mistakes cos seventy five percent of the time I'm fucking baked
Or half awake
And if I had a dollar for every promise that I'll break, I'd have a full plate
Self serving and I'm still soul searching for a better fate
Just trying to find my escape

Roll the bullshit and then you burn it
I'm feeling elevated and faded, doing some higher learning
Drop five on the session, so high it got me guessing
But one blunt a day gets rid of that stressing
Lesson learned, invite homies before you burn
Put it in rotation and then wait for your turn
Smoking green crack, so high I lean back
Weed is the best medicine, I really mean that
So where the weed at?
Listen up whoever got it
Roll up at a place where we can't be spotted
Like, fuck a cop, I just copped a lot of pot, the type to make your thoughts stop
And I feel like, what's the point of being sober?
I rather smoke the stress away in a blunt wrap until it's over
I be talking forever when I'm lit, it's fantastic
I got the homie next to me, like pass that shit