[Verse 1: Killer Reese One] Just gettin' in had a long day, kinda rough Got stuck in traffic too, my nerves is extra fucked Wife got an attitude, why she got an attitude? I don't fuckin' know, I'm the one that should be mad dude Wanna have a drink but the doctor say stop it Pull a baggie out my pocket, grab my bong out the closet And I smoke, and I ain't trippin' I'm on a fuckin' mission to get to this kitchen Don't ask me shit because I've gone fishin' In my brain most things have gone missin' In my brain most names have gone missin' And I'm not stressin' God bless smoke sessions Fire up the internet play a lil' poker I could do this shit for hours I'm a mu-fuckin' smoker Keep a quarter ounce in my house at all times Never know when I gotta get bombed out my mind
[Hook] Cell phone ring and I won't pick it up (Why?) Cause I'm high as fuck Boss left a message and I can't call back (Why?) I'm too high for all that I'm 'bout to call Pink Dot dude I got the munchies And if they catch me drivin' they gon' take my car from me I'm goofy like a grown kid everything is funny Don't tell me how to fuck I should spend my money I get high
[Verse 2: Killer Reese One] Uh-oh, I think I smoked too much I got phone calls to make, and I am high as fuck Had a 20 minute giggle fit that turned to slight panic What if they deport me cause my name sounds Spanish? What if I'm an alien that's from another planet And they erased my memory and no-one there remembers me? Like when they send the mother ship, no-one even mentions me And I am left to die with ya'll, a humanoid in misery Fuck it, I' just smoke again, I'm guessin' that's what smokers do Even if you smokin bammer I'll probably smoke with you My momma, and my wife, and my daddy they some smokers too Catch me on the Westside, chillin' like a smoker do
[Hook]
Yep, I get high Man, I be high Like, right now when I'm sayin' this shit, I'm high