Hook:
I got a hundred roaches in the ashtray
Don't got a hundred dollars to my name
But I got a hundred roaches in the ashtray
Verse 1:
Break it unroll it I'm packin' a bowl & token to play the game
That leaves me stressed & drained
My life's like tryna light a blunt in the rain
A simile, so you can feel my pain
The rain is relentless
I got a paycheck & spent this all on music & weed
Where am I at?
Still plantin' the seed
sh** be drivin' me crazy
My goals got me self centered, can't even keep a lady
As I tell myself at least I get 'em though
FLow so original that they know when it's time to roll
Got 100 bad b**hes but not one to claim
Welcome to that local fame I guess
But global celebrity destined to be the same I bet
Thoughts that leave me lost while they go down the drain forget
Don't gotta take everything I say so serious
The mind of an artist quite delirious
Say just enough to leave you curious
Thinkin' out the box 'fore I'm makin' a move
Prayin' to God I'll be makin' it soon
All I do is smoke & get lost in the tunes (toons)
Like 2-D animation
It's a new generation
Hook
Verse 2:
Put it like this, if I ain't f**in' witchu I ain't smokin' witchu
Skip you wit a blunt puff, puff, one two
Climbin' & rhymin' to make it my view
Findin' my timin' then makin' it true
You can see the place that I'm makin' it to
Is a place that I flew!
Tellin' you why, I get high
Doin' my thing no matter what that you do
There's nothin' like the feelin' of fallin'
Your voice on the line when I'm callin'
Don't mean to rush ya (Russia) but ya stallin' (Stalin)
We froze in a cold war
Smoke away pain cuz my hearts sore
What do you live for?
To settle the score?
Hook
[The Sandlot Outro]