We Alright Chris Webby

[Intro]
Ooh, bro these shrooms are kickin' the fuck in like oh my God
You got another one rolled up? Alright
And you, yo keep playing that shit on the guitar
I like that, I like that a lot actually
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Let me spit something, uh

[Verse 1]
Put my vibe on boost, mixing goose with the juice
And that 151 proof loose in the booth
A masseuse with the truth, got my hands on the facts
While absorbing it all and I channel it back
With a car full of copious chemical cornucopias
No cause for chlorspophobia in my utopia
Holier, fuck, feel those shrooms kicking in
When the trees all wave and the room start to spin
With a grin on my face up in space but I'm fine y'all
Pupils so big can't tell what color my еyes are
Side bar 'bout to slidе through dimensions
In more timelines than Bill and Ted been
I'm just too weird to live, too rare to die
Tell 'em I got the kind of vibe money can't buy
Oh me, oh my, I am in the zone
I think I'll stay a while, wanna know why?