420
Verse 1:
Experience inner peace, wake in a valley full of flowers
Only chill energy, meditating like the Dalai fucking Lama
Just change the setting please, let’s go to Cali a la playa
My shit’s beauty like a mix of rapping and a choir, I wanna hit this, so yo pass me the damn lighter
So high its like you tryna climb a ladder that goes past the tallest towers
Become a kite that just glides in the sky, no crashing as a meteor shower
They say we lowlives with no lives and so my immediate response to
Their slights is not to fight but light one when we grown as we flash a million dollars

Chorus:
Mute up the beat as the weed gets louder
Lower the speed, seconds into hours
Load up the piece with the sweetest sour
Smoke all that green and be free Inshallah
Gotta believe that our dreams give power
Stars aren’t just seen but are reached, they’re ours
During the week, we’ll all bleed from hard work
Then weekends we’ll smoke and eat McDonald’s

Verse 2:
Ya
Go through a nug, wait a little for the drugs to catch on
Buy a six pack of nugs and then dip em in that Szechuan
This the type of vibe where you don’t care about the next song
Get so blazed that even my talents are being slept on. Oh well dawg
I don’t care, coz this not one of them boasting raps, yo in fact
This all bout the puff puff pass, let it go round like a cul de sac
Get mega blazed, it’s not my fault you folks all asked for that Yoda grass
Smoke til ash, when all is cashed, make sure that the bowl is packed
And repeat, this a process and bro you gotta trust it
The jewel and B, I mean blunt, sorry i got a buzz and
What is that i see? Nothing. What do i wanna eat? Dumplings
Is that a tree? Hug it. To all those that reach judgement
Go and take a weed muffin, wait until your knees buckling
Like you’re carrying three hundred pounds or the Kings and you’re D Cousins
But your head starts to feel fluffy, like it’s on comfy cushions
So you fall asleep, lovely, now we can smoke the kush in peace
Chorus:
Mute up the beat as the weed gets louder
Lower the speed, seconds into hours
Load up the piece with the sweetest sour
Smoke all that green and be free Inshallah
Gotta believe that our dreams give power
Stars aren’t just seen but are reached, they’re ours
During the week, we’ll all bleed from hard work
Then weekends we’ll smoke and eat McDonald’s

Verse 3:
Wait keep the beat loud, all I’m hearing’s angry hating from random babies
Barely respirating, plenty raging as their face is full of exasperation
And it’s got them going bananas, crazy like they a wild pack of orangutans and
They keep yelling accusations, like we’re why the grandest nation is half as great as
It could be, shit like “you’re just crap that’s staining our reputation
Your whole generation’s a mass of lazy motherfucking mass complainers
Damaging brains with this plant from Satan,” but if that’s not enough, they adding spades of
Back in my days when kids were actual angels, that’s my affidavit and yadda yadda yadda ya
Damn you may be right with that point that you’re making, sounds like a factual statement
The grass we blazing’s why we can’t stop failing other countries’ evaluations
Not the asshole racists or attacks done lately, can’t go to classes safely
I hope my sarcasm’s blatant, no way you have mistaken that for some revelation
No we’re not Degrassi actors aiming to waste our days away masturbating
In our parent’s basement, fuck it, don’t ask what they think, they’ll just start massive blaming
Meanwhile we’ll fulfill our aspirations, whether its graduating, whatever we plan, attain it
And we’ll be celebrating our success with some herb, fuck congratulations we’re just glad we made it
Chorus:
Mute up the beat as the weed gets louder
Lower the speed, seconds into hours
Load up the piece with the sweetest sour
Smoke all that green and be free Inshallah
Gotta believe that our dreams give power
Stars aren’t just seen but are reached, they’re ours
During the week, we’ll all bleed from hard work
Then weekends we’ll smoke and eat McDonald’s