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]