Ganja Gun

Ganja in my meditation
Ganja in my brain
Ganja will take away my stress n pain

Purify me heaven n make me feel pure
Hundred way to Cali
I’m not gonna stop smoking my herbs
If they get me in touch wit the earth
Make me give thanks for what life is worth
Two hundred trees sweet trees blowing in the breeze
So good I feel gaze out from my window seat keeping what I sow

Ganja in me daily
Ganja in my clothes
No offense if I’m smoking marijuana around u