INTRO:
Uh huh, a yo so, so this how it go right, you roll up a blunt, smoke that blunt, then when u done what? huh? You roll another blunt haha


CHORUS:
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/

I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/

I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/


VERSE:
I'm in another world, yea a different timezone/ My mind is high noon, my watch it say 9 on it/ Stop this/ Pot I hit/ God I spit/ I don't wanna be the one to take a beat for hostage/ My mind spinning/ Rhyming and winning/ Dining with women in pools high enough for my mind to be swimming/ Spark a blunt when u pass by/ Why?/ Get your $$# high/ Fly, on the leaf, till the grass die/ So then you roll up another one/ Swisher the nug in a blunt and get lifted, herbal will get twisted/ So now you knowing what the time is/ Smoking in my rhyme is/ Sorta like knowing where my mind is/ This goes out to all the girl ladies/ Come with me, I'm already halfway around the world baby/ And I'm not, coming back soon/ Yea I can rap a tune/ Mix it with the hash every afternoon/


CHORUS:
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/

I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/

I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/

I'm in another world homie different timezone/

VERSE:

Round 2, or should I say the next session/ Chronic is the best lesson, that be what my chest blessing/ When the smoke clear up out the bong/ What I wrote was dope here, cause my mind is traveling the atmosphere/ I'm a disaster when the hash is near/ I ain't tryna be the passionate cat planning a happy rap career/ My bridge is over when the table turn/ I wanna let a label learn/ I'll set it to flame if it ain't able to burn/ Just roll it up, light it up, get your mind high as $#&@/ Dump the ash and try to make a bunch of cash/ I be the first person to rehearse nursing hurt children with the herb/ Spliff reversed dipped in Penicillin/ Kinda funny what my pen is feeling/ Minus all the money on the television, rhyme is an excel edition/ So !@%!e heads, go ahead and sniff to this/ Fighters make a fist to this/ Suicidal (*##$es slit your wrist to this/

CHORUS:

I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/

I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/

I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/


VERSE:
The 3rd round/ Wicked with the word sound/ Kick it with a person that's nervous to put the herb down/ And despite the evil/ That's the type of people that are quiet, but inside they wanna riot cause their life is lethal/ Bring the weed to me/ The thing is that I need to be/ The one to think indecently/ Chiefing to flee the scenery/ I'm on another level/ A straight spell, and my words will raise hell like the mother of a devil/ I keep the blunt lit/ Fill a lung with one hit/ The drum kit/ Gives my tongue, this rap style to run with/ I mix it with the keif/ Disbelief this is Cheech/ Gifted speech, ripping beats/ Splitting sweets, spitting heat found/ My mind spinning on the ground/ 9th inning and I'm down/ So gone, my spirit skipping out of town but/ That's alright yo, where the blunt go?/ Whoa you said it's done?/ I guess it's time to roll another one/


CHORUS:
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/

I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/

I'm in another world homie different timezone/
I roll 'em up fat, and smoke 'em till my mind gone/
I'm in another world homie different timezone/


OUTRO:
Haha, yea, well that does it for the day. Haha, rolled up a blunt, sparked it, smoked it, killed the roach, killed the weed, I aint got %#@!, bout to go re-up again. So I can do this %#@! again, roll up another blunt, smoke it with a friend yup, uh-huh, i'm gone, cause I smoke it till my mind gone. Ahh