“Hey, wait a minute, There was a blind man, right, a blind man, He was feeling down the street with his stick, right, Hey, He walk pass at this fish market, you know what I'm saying (fish market), He stops and took a deep breath and said: Whoa! Good morning ladies. Hahaha. You like that shit man? I got a gang of that shit man. I'll tell you what My man on the guitar Dude on the drums Everyody gather 'round the mic I'll tell ya all these muthaf**kas First I'mma start it off like this Help me sing it homeboy! C'mon! Colt 45 and two zig-zags Baby that's all we need We can go to the park after dark Smoke that tumbleweed As the marijuana burn we can take our turn singin' them dirty rap songs stop and hit the bong like Cheech and Chong and sell tapes from here to hong kong i said roll, roll, roll my joint pick out the seeds and stems, feelin' high as hell flyin' through palm dale skatin' on dayton wheels so roll, roll, the '83 cadillac coupe de ville if my tapes and cd's just don't sell i bet my cabby will < 3”