I got an idea...
 I had a plan to grow indo'
 Therefore the outdo' was to be recreated  duplicated in a grow room
 Wanted to produce the kinda plant that you could display up in a showroom
 So beautiful  but yet stinky
 Stick to your thumb  index  middle  ring  pinky
 And the brain
 First thing was to provide setting for proper cultivation
 Discrete location
 Ten by ten foot spot
 Lit up by a thousand watt
 Lamp, plus two air-vents for the air to circulate
 And ehm - I calculate
 30 gallons of water a week, I'm really into this
 Now all I need is some good fertilizer and some photosynthesis
 To proceed, after I choose the right seeds to fall in motion
 With a little love and devotion
 I can make the front cover of _High Times_
 I hope I never get busted and have to pay some fines
 For havin a 'secret garden' like Barry White
 I must not tell anyone and keep my lips sealed tight
 I got the grow room

 If you ain't never had the homegrown that made you choke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope
 And if you're high already and can't take another toke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope

 During the first stage of growth the seeds germinate slow
 Start a root system, sprout up some leaves, and grow
 Towards the light
 Make sure the temperature's right
 I was told by this one guy
 Watch your plants closely, beware of bugs and fungi
 They'll hurt your garden, they'll only interfere
 With the vegetative growth that lasts about two months to a year
 When full grown flowers bloom big buds and leaves
 Watch out for thieves
 People like to stash shit up their sleeves
 It's not been three months
 I'm tempted to break off a piece and roll some blunts
 I wonder what it is, is this some Skunk?
 I see some purple stems and orange hairs
 Could it be the Humble mixed with Maui? It's a hybrid
 Wow! Look what I did
 I got the green thumb
 Observe the superb herb
 Bushy branches, loud smell
 Like green pastel
 I got it on deck for all seasons
 And if anyone asks, it's for medical reasons
 I got the grow room

 If you ain't never had the homegrown that made you choke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope
 And if you're high already and can't take another toke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope

 It's been over four months, time to get high
 Uproot the plants and let them hang dry
 In a cool room with dry air, for 2 to 3 weeks
 And I'ma be waitin right here with my loose leaf sheets
 The lovely harvest, it came in different amounts
 Four trees, each one just a few grams short of an ounce
 I can't wait to smoke it, I know it's the bomb
 Been waiting so long, make me wanna write a song
 I guess I'll sell 2 ounces and puff on the rest
 Find a recipe to sprinkle herb on my filet of chicken breast
 Or some tea shot full of THC
 Hit the bomb, cut open the swisher sweet
 Then come off on weed
 Plant stuck to my fingertips as I try to break it down
 And when lit, the fruity herby taste is profound
 It have me buzzin for a light year, and you best believe I'll have some seeds
 And be at it again, yes indeed
 I got the grow room

 If you ain't never had the homegrown that made you choke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope
 And if you're high already and can't take another toke
 Put your hands in the air and say: nope, nope

 (Took a long pull - hype) ( --> Sadat X