• ....To smoke weed
    is the stuff
    that is needed to be
    can"t you see
    it's a drug in me
    killer bug in me
    be discreet
    to the beat
    for the words that you heed
    for the parents who hate you
    the class you were late to
    to your friends
    make amends
    for the sins
    that create you
    ... buy a new life
    and then stray from the strife
    like a kite...
    you'll only fly higher the sky
    run away from the night
    turn towards the new light
    cause the fight
    ... is not over yet
    till you die
    cause never
    will ever
    it be
    a goodbye...