Smokers Anthem

I think people think I'm bad for fucking up my lungs To be honest I don't give a fuck about them You ain't know the struggle man you ain't know the pain Anxiety, depression, appetite is what I gain Yeah Cause we light it up and the smoke relieving when I choke Habit what's sustained cause I get it for the low (oh) Riding in my Honda high so I'm going slow (woah) I'm on cloud 9 cloudy vision what I know (yo) Yeah Let me run it back I've been smoking since I'm sixteen Growing up and growing pack I've been having vivid dreams Since a teen I believed I would make it big Cop my own blunts rolling up got a rig Had to hide it from my mom she could smell it too Remember smoking on a hill sunset in my view Recording music writing rhymes that's the shit to do Whoever blew the loudest cloud was the coolest dude (true) Now my smoking chronic And the gas and I platonic The rap and weed iconic Man I'm blowing clouds atomic And now my smoking chronic And the gas and I platonic The rap and weed iconic Man I'm blowing clouds atomic Yeah Amazing economics Cause I like to be exotic They call me joe exotic Cause my life be episodic They knowing that I'm about it Cause I make the moves and plays I paved my own way confidence is on display