Zoan
Pothead’s Disposition
Don’t be stressing me
I just want to smoke some weed
I’ll give an anthem for my brethren
How you like this beat
My life being played out
Like a manga
But it’s all good
When I toke up the ganja


Provide a funk
While we toke up the lemon skunk
Might coerce a reluctant nun
I’ll pass an alley-oop
So that all my goons can dunk
I’m having fun
Ain’t no other way to live
I’m far from being done
I’m not content with just winning
One championship
Ima write Mariko
Snack on some Haribo
And if the house stinks
I’ll still prepare a feast
For the return of the prodigal
And I ain’t feeling sorry yo
I know a rockstar has to rock out
Some just toke and get lazy
These haters think they can faze me
So I figure I’ll back up the talk now

Feeling one with the universe
Lucy feeling a way towards Jane
But I ain’t afraid to be losing her
I know I got other options
I’m feeling awesome
I’m feeling dandy
I’m feeling like a boss
The evangelist disapproves
The cynic wants me to lose
But God and I both know
That I carried my cross
Hip hop and the green
Go hand in hand
I used to be part of the camp
That could not and did not understand
But now I’m part of the brethren
I’m part of the movement
The lettuce gave me so much
So I’ll give it back
With my brand of funky music