Each time I roll up one
I all ways got to inhale
Blunt by blunt guess what
I'm getting closer to hell
I got my family of four
A dad a mom and a sister
Then there's the screw up yep its me rolling up another knowing I wouldn't miss her
Every day working hard to get weed
Risking my life some of it
Turns out it didn't need me
Turns out it's going to kill me
I see people with signs saying
We need weed
But why I don't mind
Let them be free
As I put the blunt in my mouth
I think about the good in life
Yeah that's what's it's mainly about
