I Like Weed

I like weed

I really, really, really like weed

So much that if the moment arrived

I'd gladly beat your ass for one bowl

Even though you're my brother I like weed

I like buds I even like the leaves

Those stems and seeds bum me out

I still have to say I like weed

I like to call my boy chris on his beeper, on his beeper

Chris calls me back and he asks where I'm at

I say orizaba and tenth

He says how much you want

And I say fifties fine

He says alright I'll be there in 15 minutes time

I like weed

Why watch and see me foreign when I read

Now this song is done

So excuse me while I smoke some weed