Smoke the Sky

Smoke my hoochie You say that I'm the devil Reali-T.H.C. Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too Mister President, tell the truth You're the great exaggerators since 1932 Telling evils of the reefer But all through time we've smoked the sky Smoke the sky Home grown vision compliments the senses, opens up my mind J.F.K. sold us freedom, or was it just a business toke? '63 went up in smoke He was the great seducer crawling from our TVs Breathed hope into our future Before he died, he smoked the sky Smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the sky B.C. hailed it heaven, I inhaled it too Reali-T.H.C. When inside we'll smoke the sky Smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the sky When inside we'll smoke the When inside we'll toke the When inside we'll smoke the sky