Stashing the bag and the joint   There's no real dealer   Makin' the change counting on 8 foot sativa   The choice is mine smashed as all is fine   The choices we make   The chances we take   Given' to you we hope its not too late   Even with all the shit we've been put through   Give it to you we're gonna prove      What's that, what's that      Step up Step up Step up for sativa   Step up Step up for 8 foot sativa   Wake up wake up wake up for sativa   Wake up wake up for 8 foot sativa      Even with all the shit and those who've been claiming it   We'll give it to you and hope its a master hit   What we can stand to play across the land   Trying new shit together hand and hand   Wondering why to live is to die   Keeping it real until we must lie   Leaving the change of what we decide   Crossing the line of all inside      Again, again