It’s me, man. I am your weed man’s weed man. If you’re lookin’ for trees, man, I got everythin’ you need, man.
Sour diesel, purple haze. Every kind I breed, man. Don’t mess with none of my seeds, man. I’m quick to make a bitch bleed, man.
I’m a weed man. Weedman. I’m a weedman.
[Aight, see this plant over here? Lemme tell ya about this one over here.]
Bad Bitch, Mary Jane, Purple Hair, Insane, roll through your toes, so she’ll kill your brain. Numb you up like Novocaine. Wanna try her? Gotta buy her. For the seller, I’m the supplier. Try to steal her Imma harm you. I’m a shooter too, not just a farmer.
Weedman. Weedman. I’m a weedman. Weedman.
It don’t matter if it’s green like my money, brown like the mud. Let the cheese roll then I pick the buds. Welcome to my farm. Another day in the life for my farm.