Coffee & a Joint

I got some stuff you just gotta try What is it? Pot, you know, marijuana? Yeah, yeah (marijuana) Yeah, uh Yeah I got this feeling inside Can't find no balance in my mind I must be missing the point I need a coffee and a joint I got this feeling inside Can't find no balance in my mind I must be missing the point I need a coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint (uh, yo) I'm higher than an F16 in Walgreens Tryna find some eye drops and a bottle of Listerene (woo) Well, I'm Mr. clean when I step on the scene But yo, how did I get here and what does this all mean? The last thing I remember was way back in September Oh, Johnny had a doobie, it was groovy, full of pleasure But I prolly didn't measure the amount I shoulda taken Now I'm standing on the ceiling and this feeling got me quaking, yo I stick to baking with Betty Crocker baby We dishing out delectables and yeah, they tasty So yeah, it's amazing, now come and get a slice And if they try to take my herb, I'll say, "Take my wife!" But Kevin you're not married (oh yeah), oh, shit it's getting scary I'm mixing up my history, my memories are buried And I don't have a clue what's real or imaginary So take heed, my children 'cause this story's cautionary I got this feeling inside Can't find no balance in my mind I must be missing the point I need a coffee and a joint I got this feeling inside Can't find no balance in my mind I must be missing the point I need a coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint (oh, my God) Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint (and a what?) Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint (alright, and a who?) Well, I, well I was standing in the corner of the kitchen by myself Eyeing up the pot brownies on the top shelf I'm thinking maybe just a nibble will do But I didn't eat dinner so I gobbled down two Oh shit, I fucking blew it, oh I gotta keep this conversation fluid Yeah, we're too high to function I'm feeling like a clown at a funeral luncheon I'm a goner, man, I reached my marijuana maximum consumption Well, goddamn, hors d'oeuvre threw my night for a curve But I could be the hero that this party deserves So I boot and rally, sink the last cup Turns out it was my team's cup, fuck I got this I got this I got this feeling inside Can't find no balance in my mind I must be missing the point I need a coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint Coffee and a joint, coffee and a joint