one two three and to the four
I’ll be comin at you like you think its ninety four
Ready to spit this shit so raise your cup
Cause you know I’m about blaze this up

givin you what ya thirst so I can bust you a double
chronic and caffeine together, now you on another level
Ain’t nuttin but a tea thang, baaaaby
Toback’ed out; ciggaz going crazy.
Yerba mate so I don’t get lazy
Unfadeable, so sit back while I blaze this (hell yeah)

but uh back to the lesson I plan
Respecting is respective, so I’m a let on I’m a fan
from a Jungian projective
that flattery is to wit why I’m a rhymin imitative

You always know weed will be burnin in hand
and leavin the hand, and at the same time earnin the hand
Now you know I ain’t sellin shit, lieutenant
Aint no money good enough to get hurt while I’ma gettin it
Now a dealer’s a real ‘n noble field
And now all you slingers of smoke know how I feel
But if its good enough to get breaks off with proper funk
I’ll spit a small piece like snoop with the double dog

I like spliffs and, like, that’s alike this and uh
I like fat and like thick and like that and uh
it’s like this, alike that, in like, this and uh