[Intro: Plasthic Slash]
Best believe MHP was high
On some Acapulco Gold when he made this beat

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash]
Legalize it and let my niggas get high
On a late night flight, check and see the red eye
Aggressive hustling plus THC escapism
Day blacks love black is the day we end racism
In the Cannabis race, Lesotho led the continent
Time to take that bold step, Nigeria never confident
Company executives to the young ballers in the streets
Missing out on a forty billion dollar industry
When fuel scarcity bites and politics deceive the brains
Of our people, smoke that sour diesel to relieve the pain
Do Delta 9 tetrahydrocannabinol
You’ll never find better time to hammer it raw
Let’s grow it legally for paper, man after all na bigger checks
And it’s much safer than alcohol and cigarettes
Tobacco use na lame stage, try to turn a new leaf
And we’ll be on the same page, time to burn a few spliffs

[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!

[Verse 2: Plasthic Slash]
If you think I won’t advocate weed at every chance
Then you’ve lost the plot like those native Americans
Sativa is treatment for anorexia
And a jumbo more harmless than a can of Beck’s beer
So keep smoking kush like Sudanese bushfires
Gateway drug? Ha! Look at these huge liars
Anorexics know it be sparking up the munchies
Those that disparage it are barking up the wrong tree
Blow’s not in same class as coke, let’s settle that
This is not a case of pot calling kettle black
Don’t beat around the bush, get the bong and the shredder
Wamese does haze when he’s feeling under the weather
If they add medical kush to his treatment regimen
That’s him having a dose of his own medicine
I feel a rush when a hoe lights indo
God save the queen when I start to smoke white widow

[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!

[Verse 3: Plasthic Slash]
Laughter’s the best medicine but ganja is a close second
Splif a day keeps medics away from your whole section
Run through the rizla till its empty case we holding up
Mixing these songs while MC Lace is rolling up
Still got one eye on the green, heterochromia
My niggas fear no herbs, no pteridophobia
Fuck what pastors say, Puff puff pass the jay
It’s bugging me why some keep hogging trees like a tarsiers
Know some Uniport chics that bless kings with nice head
And their weed brownies be the best things since sliced bread
Ella from the Phillipines, I peel her jeans, cum too fast
Nothing beats canadian loud, Avril Lavigne on full blast
So light one up and get in bed with the spouse
I don’t deny that some bud smokers got their head in the clouds
But I got impetus to say there is no sweeter thrill to fallow
That the drug still illegal is a bitter pill to swallow

[Chorus: Plasthic Slash]
Let my niggas smoke the weed when they wanna get high
High! High!