im always in her head just like her favorite im always rollin up a blunt dont need a pen or pipe or bong my stoke game is hercules strong my favorite place to be is home kush is my favorite cologne fuckin with both of my shoes on we wasn't home alone told her friend she can hop on the bone theres no disturbances we lockin doors and turn off ya phones livin like i been here before i think i am my own clone my lungs have muscles tones asf ive been smokin on that strong in my city there so many traps youll think its home alone i stay away from the bs chillin wit my nikes on smokin blunts and readin books drinkin water im in my zone good with my hands you a real man then put down the chrome catch these knuckles to the dome gettin high then im layin low nobody gon play me for a hoe ima cool nigga like eskimos but my temp hotta than mexico if it's beef then i turn you to a vegetable n my circle smaller than a decimal and my blunt loud like a festival