| What’s up? | 
| Lil' Rob | 
| Back on my own | 
| The way it should be | 
| The only way that it can be | 
| Let’s take to the sky | 
| Pack my pipa full of grieffa | 
| Just like my woman | 
| I could never leave her, cheat her, need her | 
| So I take a puff and another puff | 
| Exhale, then I take a breather | 
| Cause I’ll take my time and do it right | 
| I know where I’ll be tonight | 
| Clouding the night in my mind | 
| Feelin' fine, this is mine | 
| You wanna get high? | 
| Well come back another time | 
| When you really want to fly | 
| Cause I plan to take it to the point | 
| Where I don’t know my name | 
| Won’t even know where I’m at | 
| But want to come back | 
| To this place, where I sit | 
| Rather your lips will take a hit | 
| Prepare for licked, bring the pipe | 
| Or a spliff I hit is swiff | 
| God’s gift, to this world, got me in a twirl | 
| In a whirl, everything I see is plural | 
| I’m just blazing, hallucinating | 
| And I can’t lie, smoking crepa chocolate tie | 
| Lemon teardrops falling from my eye | 
| Take to the sky, on my natural high | 
| Till the day I die | 
| High till I die | 
| I wanna get high, so high | 
| High on the natural high | 
| I can smoke it on my own | 
| Never leave me alone | 
| I’m in my zone | 
| Stoned to the bone | 
| Me in the dark, sittin' in the park | 
| Forgettin' everything that hurts my heart | 
| So I spark another joint, what’s the point? | 
| Escape from reality, into a fantasy | 
| That’s sexuality, feel the passion | 
| When the smoke is passin' | 
| Everlastin' type of bud | 
| When I smoke my buds | 
| Takes me to a place | 
| Smile upon my face | 
| Cause she sets me free | 
| From the things I see | 
| Let me be somebody, hear my plea | 
| It’s only me, I’d rather be lonely | 
| Roll it on my own, cause I hold my own | 
| Toke it on my own, used to think of dyin' | 
| Now I think of flyin', like I’ve never flown | 
| Spread my wings and fly | 
| Why lie? | 
| It’s something that I can’t deny | 
| Take to the sky, on my natural high | 
| Till the day I die | 
| High till I die | 
| I wanna get high, so high | 
| High on the natural high | 
| Life is like a maze | 
| Got’s me in a craze | 
| So I hide away in marijuana’s maze | 
| Change my evil ways | 
| Stayin' half a day | 
| Captured in the rapture | 
| Love the way she plays | 
| Got’s me feelin' very loose | 
| Dizziness, love it when I feel like this | 
| I’m real like this, smokin' all this flavored shit | 
| It’s time to call it quits | 
| But once again my lighter flicks | 
| And I take another puff | 
| Just can’t get enough | 
| Of this happiness | 
| Smoking canibus | 
| Devotion to my potent potions | 
| What I’ve chosen, love it when my time is frozen | 
| Gots me in that motion, like I’m close to floatin' | 
| Takin' to the sky, when I want to fly | 
| And I’m sittin' on my cloud, like Joe Buton | 
| Don’t stop now, la grafepa gone, and I’m gone | 
| It’s the wicked, slicked, slide, type a guy | 
| With, it’s something that you can’t deny | 
| Take to the sky, on your natural high | 
| Till the day you die | 
| High till I die | 
| I wanna get high, so high | 
| High on the natural high | 
| Ooooo | 
| Check this out | 
| Lil' Rob | 
| Pass me another one | 
| Feels so good, feels so good | 
| Up in my chest | 
| No stress, no stress | 
| Smoking on Mary | 
| Ooooo, I wanna get high, so high | 
| Ooooo, so high, so high, so high | 
| On the natural high |