Tommy Chong

Ey. Whether you're ballin or broke, wanna find the most hot just follow the smoke
 Everybody wanna fly but nobody wanna know
 How the whole thing started. Whenever you were born
 Yeah go back farther, deep in the jungles in the Ganges river: 2000 BC
 See Hindus and Sikhs, shitloads of weed.
 Very first plant cultivated for the fabric
 And anytime they burned it the people started dancing
 Medicine man put the people in the trance that they transported west
 Brought by brown farmers
 Shared with the Rastas and said it's called Ganja
 Greeks and the Turks traded gold for dope
 And soon Shakespeare smoked the shit and wrote dramas
 Soldiers Napolean led brought civilians stashes of hash, took it back to France with em
 Christopher Columbus: first drug smuggler
 Slaves made to grow his shit, but smoked some of it
 To laugh at the master plotting his disaster
 And everywhere the immigrant went he had to drag that
 I'm just stating the facts if I'm mistaken, my bad, I'm just the messenger
 Spitting Wikipedia raps
 I gotta Shawn Kemp in my pocket cutting in half is two Gary Paytons
 Don't ask do the math
 I know cats who got killed for the sack who'd probably be alive if the market for that bama wasn't bad
 You put it in the hands of the many who mark territories in blood
 Kind of scary, huh?
 Ain't even talking bout the ones with the badge
 The ones still waging that war inside their head
 The same ones who could probably use a couple hits
 And I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of fuckers did
 Make you want to roll up a j and say "shit, I ain't gonna be the one to get caught for doing this"
 Cool, you gotta know the rules, how to live
 You wanna find the loopholes, do what I say
 As long as you ain't got 40 grams in your hand, can't get you with a felony (deliberate intent)
 But anything less than that's a misdemeanor
 And legally a reason for police to take seizure
 Even with initiatives passed decriminalizing the green grass
 They don't wanna see that
 Might as well get you a forever green pass
 Hit that dispensary fast, believe that
 This law's so flawed
 The foundation's done
 The more things outlawed
 The more outlaws run
 George Washington himself probably puffed the chronic
 Now his face get exchanged for this shit, ironic.
 [Macklemore]
 I went through that Bob Marley stage, that ganja ganja
 That one love brah, it's medicine that makes you stronger
 Equated to me chilling, isolated in my apartment
 Blazing an eighth a day and playing Grand Theft Auto
 Like "Damn, I'm way more creative"
 Twenty minutes later, staring at the paper
 Yeah, and 4/20, it was all about the love
 Now it's 4: 31 and I'm paranoid as fuck
 Like "who are these hippies, and where are my real friends?
 Why are you playing hacky sack in a field, Ben?
 You need visine, your eyes are real red.
 "Wiz Khalifa's gonna fuck your girlfriend"
 I'm not against legalization, not at all.
 I'm against glorification, you are not Snoop Dogg.
 Moderation, that's the key
 If the door is unlocked,
 It's up to you how you use it
 Make the call, c'mon
 So when you puff that, thinking that's how it is
 Blowing more trees than the northwest wind
 Knowing that you're six times as likely as them to do time if your skin tone is darker than his
 The last thing that you want on your mind
 But demand and supply is in command of your high bro
 Hey, you listening? I'm trying to drop gems
 "Ay yo shut the fuck up and pass that shit"
 "Ok"