I got 2 chains
Around my neck
One from the fools and
One from government
They say it's a DRUG
Then I start a rant
Call it what it is
It's just a blessed PLANT
Burn me with your game
I burn you with the proof
Smoke each other all year round
But I still be taking poofs
You can play your drug game
Stealing under Gods steeple
I'll fire one up with a friend
Gods gift,a gathering of people
Government is a thorn around WE
Trying to call it a drug
When it's grown from GODS seed
Call it Maryjane, ganja if you please
We down on earth call it weed
You act so damned smug..
It's the manmade sh**
That's emboldens the thugs
When we're in the paper
Arrested ,fined, then judged
You start taking smiling taking
Selfies and snapshots... WITH US???
NOW, now, now, Nancy
Grace is all I ask
Examine this drug or plant dilemma
Or is that too tough a task?