Once the rhythm comes through, it feels like a fat beat,
It's got a hold, it's got a feel of a genuine nature.
Until you see me, alone in my bed, thinkin' about you,
It's all I need, relief from playing in front of all of you and weed, yeah.

Alright.

We play this beat, it feels right,
Smoking weed all day sometimes can feel right,
I have a bong, it's the only thing that turns me on.
There's a guy at the front with some sensi weed... it's me. Yeah.

Alright.

I can't light this bong up on my own,
When I feel as high as a mountain.
Every single day, we'll give thanks and pray
For that feeling and day of love. And I say yeah!