Stoner to the bone love smoking at home, Just kick back relax and write another song, Bump my favorite tunes as I roll one up, Hotbox my room (cuz my mom don't give a f*ck yea she's chill), My dad kinda trips and he still, Hasn't seen me smoke but I know he can smell, Homie hits me up let's take some dabs, Clean up my room cuz that shit was a mess bro come through, We got the dabs and bamboo, Whip out my pen we the blinker crew, Rip after rip my lungs they push through oh yea I forgot I'm gettin drunk too and it's Tuesday
Check out the time and it's not even late, Drunk once again and it's not even 8, High all the time as I chill in my room, Hit up this girl I hope she comes through, Ayyye
Take a shot in my room but it's rare , Yea I'm taking fat rips if I travel anywhere (I stay lit), But my vibes are the same all the time, When I'm in my room I get real deep in my mind, Sometimes I wake up and I wanna just cry, Am I moving slow, Do I still got more time, Come and save me maryjane she says there's more time, You ain't moving slow what put that in your mind, Chill, Chill
Crazy when I smoke my mind yea explodes, Positive thoughts (always talking to my soul), Sometimes I think deep like why did you go, Didn't wanna leave but you still had to go, Damn
But I ain't ending on no sad shit, Shed a tear yea it's cool (now we back bitch), So just chill and relax take a fat rip, Looking at the bright side of this madness, Chill
Take a rip take a rip now anotha, I always got an ounce I can thank my brother, I kick it at the house in my room by myself, Smoking in my room I'm at peace ima chill, Shaka