Ya see I could make a mill, and don't have to sell drugs   I could smoke a roach, and do have to light bugs   I could pack a bowl, but I'm not Cheech and Chong   Not Cypress Hill, but I like hittin' bongs   I can be fat, and don't have to gain weight   I can be a legend, and don't have to be great   I don't have to take a plane to fly high   I don't wanna live my life just to die   I can be a DJ, and don't have to scratch   I could spark my cigarette with a lighter or match   I can have a gun, and I don't have to shoot   I can get a job, and try to earn a little loot   I could be a bum and live in a box   I could move to your neighborhood, stayin' on your block   I can like tricks, but I'm not a silly rabbit   I can't stop smokin' because I can't kick the habit   What is a jam if you don't come smooth?   What is a beat if you don't have a groove?   I could be the President, and legalize weed   I could grow a field of bud with a hand full of seeds   Damn