This is a song about "Green bud good buds stick together"

Then get myself together/

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Ear buds in, sound got your ears smokin' audio roaches

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Her name was sue and we use to stick together like glue,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

When ever i think of you michael i allways fucking think "cotton bud"!

I don’t care where ya are

Now we are together

You a freak i'm a freak yeah we go good together

Maybe they know him better, or i don't know no better