I love to rock but I’m not no kid, I got a blunt in my sock and this shit ain’t mid, and my nose ain’t getting longer just in case you think I fibbed, because you know I’m real, boy, make sure your lips are sealed; or else you will feel the steel, leave wounds that won’t heal, wish I had me a deal but rhymes I choose not to steal, I’m anything but a thief, definitely a stoner love the reef, work hard just to chief