Ima get you so high...
Ima get you so high...
Ima get you so high...
Ima get you so high...

Here I go my mind starts joggin
And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...
I know everythings foggin
Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...

Back up off me, I need rooms to puff
Its saint dog, and I cant get enough
Rough. I smoke, so I like it goin down
Were all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, thats what saints yellin
But fuck that shit, Im hittin till my minds jellin
And when Im done, Ill head to flannagans
To play some pool and max with a couple friends
Grabbed a sack, its off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bugs gettin fishbowled
And if youre in you cant escape the indo
Oh shit, its gettin deep into my mind
I took seven hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
Here I go again, man, Im mind boggling

Ima get you so high,
Ima make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
Ima get you so high

Here I go my mind starts joggin
And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...
I know everythings foggin
Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...

Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my shit has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
High fashion, is how I was smoking
Fuck the schwag weed, indo is what Im tokin
Spliff to my lips as I tilt my head back
Lookin like a mack cuz Im down to blaze a sack
I said (inhale, exhale),
Kottonmouth hit so I said, "thats swell"
Pass a tweak to the left, party buzzs set in
I need some fresh air because Im high off that in
Walked towards the door but I didnt get far
High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts smoggin
Here I go again kid, Im mind boggling

Ima get you so high,
Ima make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
Ima get you so high

Here I go my mind starts joggin
And I know I shouldnt have been hoggin, that indo...
I know everythings foggin
Its just another case of a man mind bogglin...

Smoke sliffs, and live the life of riley,
Stay high and be so damn smiley,
For then I wont worry about tomorrow,
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.

Here I go getting deep into my mind again
Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say... (man your hooked on chronic!)
Am I a stoner or a loner man I cant call,
In this cell-lock realm that Im livin in (dog chains? )
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
Thats why Im bailin, yellin, "man fuck the system!"
All the pressures of this life get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl hope it takes me to another level
To escape the pain and all my lifes trouble
Close my eyes, and pray take the pain away
Ask the lord should I live to see another day

Rob harris died, I guess thats one of lifes little tests
Jason thirsk took a bullet straight to the fucking chest
Monique delgado my first real true love
Died at 23, now shes waiting for me up above
I grabbed a pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
Here I go again motherfucker my minds boggling!

Ima get you so high,
Ima make that ass fly,
Pack up the bong stand by,
Ima get you so high

Smoke sliffs, and live the life of riley,
Stay high and be so damn smiley,
For then I wont worry about tomorrow,
Because tomorrow only brings pain and sorrow.

Ima get you so high,
Ima get you so high,
Ima get you so high,
Ima get you so high,

Mind bogglin...