Are you gonna let that buddah foo ya?

puffin on blunts tell there nothin, burned my finger how many times? about a dozen, its all about the phillies, smokin out in abandond buildings, not caring bout the police risk my freedom for my love of the green leaves, inhale till i start to wheeze, pick up the bud put down the keys, get on ya knees n prayze the lord for blessin us with these trees