I smoke two joints in the morning   But I never can get it right   If I can't find the bong   I look where I hid it Last night.      If I hid it from my posse   his name was Jim   He was this hippy from Capistrano   And everywhere he go he bring me doses.   And if you want to party then it goes like this   He said I got a little mushroom inside me bag   And if you wanna smoke it then it make you feel alright   We gotta bump you know, you smoke that shit   Your gonna rhyme, on time   Your gonna line up and wait for shit   All your doing, your sick of it   I get back now, I wanna know whats up   Jimmy, why you gotta do that shit so fucked   I get blood in my eye and sick to my brain   I think like its not insane   I got my eyes to the side   And if i smoke it up it make me feel alright   I got green herbs kickin by my bed   and in the morning gonna go to my head   and if I start to feel like I'm peh(indistinguisable).......you know what?   I feel like i got my head to the curb unless I got a little bitty bag of herb   And if I got the green, gonna make a scene   I'm gonna smoke it all over      Cause Jimmy he once told me   Gotta be hard smoking man   Jimmy he once told me   Smoke as my much green bud as you can   Then one day I met man   Came to me and said   Hard work good   Hard work fine   But never trust a dead head      Nana once told me   be hard working man   Daddy he once told me   I'm gonna do the best you can   Then one day I met a man   Came to me and said   Hard work good   Hard work fine   But first take care of head      Purples into my brain   Purples into my brain   (indistinguishable)