This is a song about "Melvins weed wacker in sams moth swashing around he bites it"

In rap terms he keeps it real

Took me mighty long to get here

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Imma tell you a story about a kid at school who thought he was the greatest kid around in this town

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men

You had a gun in your hand but you just turned around and waved it at them.

Do it moderately, now everyone smokes weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

The revolution will proceed

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air