This is a song about "Smoke wee and chill"

I just chill like cheech and chong

You were right here all along

We are just chill and hope all of our others unite

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

Cause it was too damn hot and i needed to chill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Smoke emitter, and i'm bitter/

And you know i paint that picture

But for now i'll just chill lay back watch and sit

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Go wee-wee in the potie, wipe your ass and flush it

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

And now all i remember from being lil a wee lad