Ya see I could make a mill, and don't have to sell drugs

I could smoke a roach, and do have to light bugs

I could pack a bowl, but I'm not Cheech and Chong

Not Cypress Hill, but I like hittin' bongs

I can be fat, and don't have to gain weight

I can be a legend, and don't have to be great

I don't have to take a plane to fly high

I don't wanna live my life just to die

I can be a DJ, and don't have to scratch

I could spark my cigarette with a lighter or match

I can have a gun, and I don't have to shoot

I can get a job, and try to earn a little loot

I could be a bum and live in a box

I could move to your neighborhood, stayin' on your block

I can like tricks, but I'm not a silly rabbit

I can't stop smokin' because I can't kick the habit

What is a jam if you don't come smooth?

What is a beat if you don't have a groove?

I could be the President, and legalize weed

I could grow a field of bud with a hand full of seeds

Damn