Chorus:

I just wanna R.I.P, Roll in Peace,

Take rips off my percolated piece,
Smoke kief, roll a spleef,
Rip! Roll in Peace, R.I.P., Roll in peace,


Smoked a bowl, released my soul,
20 year old, already smoked 6 years, I'm a pro,

Cannabis connoisseur, strains of piffs I adore,
Bubba, buddah, purp and blue dream for dessert,
I quickly crumble it up into kief, coral green reef,

Neon like algae, blue and green and pink leaf,
Treats, like they from the sea, they got different species,
See weed I breathe in with ease, feel free like a flea on the seaweed,

Don't need cheddar when I got that better,
That eye-closer, that third-eye opener,
Mary when you're in her, your prose flows without care,

Don't need swag when you got an 0 in your bag,
Never need a !@$) when you got dro to drag,
Ciggabutts, never needed em, but breathe in em son,

See I don't hold hate for you choices, it's your life to run,
But I would of never felt so acceptin, if I never hit the blunt,


Chorus:

I just wanna R.I.P, Roll in Peace,

Take rips off my percolated piece,
Smoke kief, roll a spleef,
Rip! Roll in Peace, R.I.P., Roll in peace,


Manhuntin mary like I wanna burn her,
Cause hurt upon her, that toxic girl,

She's an intoxicant, opposite of oxygen,
Makes you lazy on the ottoman, but still picks you up when you're dammed,
No spam, no scams, no laced little lamb,

Puts you outside your perspective, perim-eters,
Extreme thermometers cause the fauna hot like a sauna,
Pirahnas or pirates, ravagin and pillagin the pot, we goners!

Han like solo, my flow loco, full of mojo,
Austin with power,prose so sour, against my foes,
Arthur with excalibur, from the land of halibut and burrrs,

Chaucer with modern malice I curse, $#&@ the corruption till my hearse!
Uhh...but back on topics, there's red snakes in my optics,
I feel fine like the tropics, so carefree I could hock and spit,

Never not sick, illness drips from bics after the bic flicks,
Like ticks we stick when on the sticky up in the Maine sticks,


Chorus:

I just wanna R.I.P, Roll in Peace,

Take rips off my percolated piece,
Smoke kief, roll a spleef,
Rip! Roll in Peace, R.I.P., Roll in peace,


Over toke? Nope! Never enough dope,
Slow folk from the hills of blue with a hue of hope,

Spoke of eloppin from this dope den we in,
The ocean we wanna flow in and across and spend...


Time and experience on good times and deliriants..