Intro

Dope, dope, Dope Boy Fresh

Haha!

Verse 1

I exhale out my chest with a smoky haze of breath

I'm off the best dope that elopes from my throat into my toes

My eyes roll into the back of my head as my soul goes low

It's smoke by the ounce like Fro-Yo

Times goes in slo-mo

It looks like polo-roid photos

Hotbox the ozone my mojo goes loco

I feel the bass, Low Low

The snares hit so solo

Smoke so much dope I got the croak throat

I don't choke though

It's the most dope pass it round

Comes back like yo-yos

This is heavy shit like Volvos

It's all dope, fuck coco

I blow trees not wood-

-wind like oboes

Oh woah, check my gross flow

It's legal now still fuck the Po-Po

My eyes show the rojo, I look like I'm from Tokyo

I toke yo, yo poke out the ash hole

Don't be an asshole, pass it round

I got a whole pound to roll so

Don't be stingy, pass the sticky

Keep that blunt in roto

When it's done I got one more rolled

If you need I got Rhotos

Relax your eyes, relax your mind

Let's kick it like hope solo

Ms. Mary Jane, Ms. Juliet

Relieve my pain, I'm Romeo, so, so, so

Chorus

I Schmoke

You Schmoke

We Schmoke

The weed schmoke, haha

Schmoke, Schmoke, Schmoke

Verse 2

I got stresses in my mind

The pressures been on all the time

But I don't amount to lesser than the man who shines

I'm an immortal fellow

I need to relax become mellow

Shake the world up like Jell-O

Goodbye to earth and to the moon hello

Take flight like Carmelo

Get weird Tom Morello

Smoke a blunt put down the Negra Modelo

Open your mind eat the yellow Portobello

Feel your body turn into a marshmallow

Put your head down on a pillow

Run away from that mental ghetto

Run through this mental meadow

Feel the breeze, taste the tempo

Hear the leaves, see the echo

Take your life, let yourself let go

Life is tied, undo the Velcro

Smoke a Jay, no Leno

My eyes looking like Elmo

So high life is falsetto

Unwind with Super smash bros, Nintendo

Chorus

I Schmoke

You Schmoke

We Schmoke

The weed schmoke, haha

Schmoke, Schmoke, Schmoke

Outro

Yo kick it with your homies, Schmoke!

Kick it with your mom, Schmoke!

Kick it with your dog, Schmoke!

Kick it with the world, Schmoke!

Kick it with G, Schmoke!

Yeaaa

Hey shout out to Ms. Amy Winehouse baby

Schmoke, Schmoke, Schmoke

I feel good! I feel good! Haha!

I’m so high right now, it’s just the way it goes

Time goes on and on, we’re just stuck in it

Sometimes you gotta take a break

Put in your work, but, when it’s time to relax…Schmoke, haha