Letras
Wake and bake therapy
Never been scared of these
Trees of the rarest breed
Chief, like a cherokee
Thinkin' of these memories
Like back when it was centuries
Smokin' on these clouds like they're natural air to breathe
I'm just tied up, something got me in a hold so
I just smoke and pray for mind, body and the soul, oh
I'm just tied up, something got me in a hold so
I just smoke and pray for mind, body and the soul, oh
Whenever they smell that good they always know it's me
Call my homies up, tell 'em come and smoke with me
Nobody rolls through, nobody around, it's only me
But fuck it though
I got my bong and rosary
Bong and rosaries
I got the bong and rosary
Bong and rosaries
I got that bong and rosary
Got the bong and rosary
Hold onto my bong and rosary
Smokin' on my bong and prayin' on my rosary
Somebody listen please, somebody listen please
Somebody pray for light to shine 'cus life's a mystery
Somebody pray for the sorrowful, those in disbelief
Somebody smoke one for the dead, these spirits that live with me
I'm smokin
Take one more bowl and I'm hopin'
For me to die 'cus I'm hopeless
This life done cut me open
And the blood just keep on flowin'
But fuck it I'ma numb my emotions
Smoke one more time and I'm ghostin
Just hail holy queen to the coffin
And Im ghostin', like
Whenever they smell that good they always know it's me
Call my homies up, tell 'em come and smoke with me
Nobody rolls through, nobody around, it's only me
Fuck it though
I got my bong and rosary
Bong and rosaries
I got the bong and rosary
Bong and rosaries
I got that bong and rosary
Got the bong and rosary
Hold onto my bong and rosary
Smokin' on my bong and prayin' on my rosary