Blunts by Myself

Yeah! I’m feelin' this one!
It’s just one of those days where you just wanna roll it up and smoke yourself
a blunt!
I spill the guts the wrap is all I want
You gotta get it wet so you can roll it up
Grab yourself a nug of some sticky bud
Put it in the grinder then spread the love
Spark a light, inhale the smoke
Take it all in with each and every toke
Fading away even though you still woke
There ain’t no better feelin' that ain’t no joke
If I’m alone don’t think it’s a problem
Because I stay high off that marijuana
Don’t need a homie or a partner
Just blaze it up in the corner
I’m a loner that’s how I be
The only company I need is trees
I know you smell my smoke in the breeze
My lungs are about to explode I can barely breathe!
Kickin' back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up
Always one deep and that’s enough
All I really need is this blunt
I’m smokin' blunts by myself, blunts by myself, (so what?)
Kickin' back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up
Always one deep and that’s enough
All I really need is this blunt
I’m smokin' blunts by myself, blunts by myself, (so what?)
I’m a weed connoisseur it’s an acquired taste
From the look to the smell it makes me heart race
I love it when it’s sticky and stinks up the place
If it ain’t loud then get it out my face
No I ain’t ever trying to quit
Smoking on this high grade killa chronic
Every single day I’m an addict
I don’t give a fuck about your judgements
I stay highly motivated that’s a double entendre
Because I am stoned but always working harder
Only I can write my story I am the author
Keep your opinion to yourself I think beyond the
Norm that’s something I just can’t be
I’m gonna kick back and roll up this tree
Life ain’t free for anybody
That’s why I always live it up just for me!
Kickin' back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up
Always one deep and that’s enough
All I really need is this blunt
I’m smokin' blunts by myself, blunts by myself, (so what?)
Kickin' back with my thoughts I’ma roll one up
Always one deep and that’s enough
All I really need is this blunt
I’m smokin' blunts by myself, blunts by myself, (so what?)
Surrounded by smoke I be on cloud nine
The clock is stuck on four twenty all the time
While I write this rhyme I’m smokin' on pine
I stay like Govinachi on this grind
I keep a steady supply of weed on hand
If I run out I will go mad
Rip off every face that I look at
Until I get some THC to calm my ass
A blunt by myself don’t need nobody else
In my fucking circle don’t wanna share the wealth
Even if I could I’d keep it to myself
I always fly solo moving like I’m stealth
You’re bad for my health so just go away
I’d rather get lost in my own brain
Keep to myself is the only way
That I have found to keep myself sane!
So what…
So what…
So what…
So what???