Woke up this morning Through the window some sunbeams No hangover for once I walk through the house The others are still asleep Like the vinyls on the mix table Feeling like we're 15 Until the day is over Like the end of holidays But we're sour patch kids Even growing old Even going ahead But today's about chill Smoking weed with my people Ordering on uber eats Why would you ask for more All day Lying on the bed Watching dumb movies Talkin bout last night Talkin Bout the girl you got but agree at this time you might have been blinded Shit happens as you can see But you don't worry It's just another story To joke on but it's fine That's the way it is when the mojo takes part