Yeah, lemme get this EZ Wider ready and s**t. Roll up this nice fatty, get it ready to spark. Nah, I ain't sharing this s**t with nobody. This is for me m**I had a hard f**g day man, f**k that

Another hard day's working that 9 to 5

Blue-collar dollars for the fam which I provide

Not a white picket fence, yet it all makes sense

To unwind from being tense, light up the incense

Choose a Guinness over 'yac

Brown suds, twist the bud, wind down, gimme a nice buzz

Few tokes, eyes closed, inhale nice and slow

Got the salad rolled, the Bambu

Electric relaxation

On Mother Nature's volume straight from the earth

Got that medicine flowing through my veins since birth

Unprescribed seeds come and go with the green

Personal use, not for sale, purchase a nice bale

Rather spend it on this than buying some cocktails

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe

Is a pleasure I crave when I light up and blaze

When it's down to the roach I light another one Before the joint gets small as a roach I spark another one

Smoke breaks are few and far between

Recreational time when I'm scheming

In the confines of my backyard

No worries to be on guard, surrounded by the fences tall

Kids in the crib, my wiz mind her own biz

Her time is her time, knowing his is his

Letting me live

It's nothing in this world like having the peace of mind

That place all peace and calm

Lounging with my feet up

White and grey shell-toe Adidas

Chilling, sweats on, the wife-beater

Mac and my laptop, slingbox connect

Watch Jeter hit a home run over the fence

That's when I rolled another doobie, ain't no puff puff pass

Every now and again I mix w**d with hash

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe

Be that pleasure I crave when I light up to blaze

That THC qualifies me for a PhD

Cause I'm hands-on when I study, blowing smoke in my study

Thick as a fog on a midsummer's night

When the weather is warm

Mi nah f**k with the bomb cause it's too strong

Especially when it's Arizona Gold from Tuscon

No sticks and stems, just heavy sour

Hawaiian Eye, puff on spliffs of Maui

Blowing that bubblegum, calm, not troublesome

The w**d man lovin' him

Greeting him, not mean-mugging him

Twisting pretzels minus the salt

I'm as high as a gymnast doing flips and somersaults

Tranquil as my feet in the sands of Antigua

Lifted off the kick of the stash of Sonny Chiba

Yes indeed, the essence I breathe be that pleasure I crave

When I spark and blaze