why less the funk elastic, the blunt eye twisted,
the slamafied, boodafied, punk on your discis,
Oh what you miss this, you gotta bear witness,
Catch a Ho and another Ho, Merry Christmas.
Yes i smoke, straight from the roach, clip a roach shit,
both the planet wants to approach it.
Forward motion make a sweat like the ocean,
the herb is more than just a powerful potion,
what's the commotion, yo i'm not joking around.
People learning from what they're smoking.
My oven's on high when i roast the clay yo,
tell Bill Clinton to jump and inhale,exhale
when i fell the funk on the fly,when i fell the effects,
i want to get high,so high ...