Herbalism Mr Traumatik

[Intro]
Why was it made illegal, in the first place?

[Verse 1]
I love cannabis extracts, they're dirtier than my sex tracks
This lemon simply, peng and stinky, and it's worth more than 10 stacks
Don't touch my weed with your grubby fingers you silly prick, step back
Don't come around me to just piss me off, it's likely you'll get your neck snapped
I'll shank you as well and slap man too, do not touch my Afghan Goo
It's imported and sorted and then vacuum packed in Kathmandu
I don't eat fat man food I'm a vegan, I'm eating fruit and vegetables
You might find me sun-gazing and grounding, smoking zoots at festivals

[Chorus]
I'm deep, smoke 3 Z's, then sleep
I'm a weed head, I'm deep
Smoke 3 Z's, then sleep
I'm a weed head, I'm deep
Smoke 3 Z's, then sleep
Why was it made illegal, in the first place?

[Verse 2]
I'm oh so cold and I flow so dope, and I'm vaping now I don't blow no smoke
If you smoke cigarettes round me then blud, I'll leave your nose bone broke
I'm smoking the home-grown cro', naturally organicly grown, no joke
Just cannabis bro no coke, I'm higher than the holes in the ozone domes
I'm a herbalist, healing with herbalism, stick herbs in papers then burn 'em in 'em
Humans are self-healing they're powerful trust me fam there's a cure within 'em
I've got no patience waiting for doctors, 'cause they just lie like journalism
They just wanna earn a killing, they murder men and then murder women