CRONIC

[Hawkins]

starin of into space take one look at my face

and youl know that im stoned with a case of the pastys

so waisted and lazy out smoke you like a baby

throw me a half a pound and il kill it cause im crazy

i got lungs like balloons and im ready to fill them

with that poutent pot smoke its like a herbal helium

bc skunk and that purple haze aint got shit on out sydney schwag

buy one bag and your in for a bang go smoke it with the boys n theyl know wut im sayin

im a true pot head for life i love it

hydro ponics in my closet and its the best shit goin

those you buy it are worthy of smoking but those who dont

dont even know im growin