Let's start with the meat and potatoes of the rap industry here
Let's kick it
You know what we're talking 'bout, the inspiration, the dope, crack
I'll go first, check me out
Sorry I missed class, Mr. J
I was smokin' N.W.A.
Green kush (Kush)
Marijuana (Juana)
That good kush (Kush)
That good dope (Dope)
That trash, put it in the bag, put it in my bag
Fill that up, quarter pound, nickel bag
If I was a bug (Bug)
They'd call me roach (Roach)
Because I smoke so much kush my spliff could cook up my toast
And I live in a cage
'Cuz I'm from the stone age
Get so high I'm sativa
Just raise the minimum wage
Open up some paper pack it up with the weed
Smoke it while I'm in school
Give some weed to my grades
So my grades will get high
So I don't have to lie
When my mom asked my report card I'll say it went to the sky
Get so high that my lyrics don't make sense
Dog shed zookeeper better pitch a better cap
Gap teeth move along, dope (Dope) gotta schlong
If ya got it wrong, just take a bye and ping that pong
Ziggity zack call me zoogle (What?)
Pull up with a purple poodle (Ok)
I could smoke anything (Uhh)
Including spongebob's doodle (Nyah)
I don't wanna go in and cussin'
'Cuz everyone will be all in me and askin' me to do things that I never wanna do
You don't even have a clue