"Weed" lyrics

Well, there's 3 things to know about weed
Or is it 2 things to know about pot
1. It's bad for your memory
And the other one I plum forgot

Whoa

Weed's gonna make you a dumb-ass
But it's gonna feel pretty profound
You'll learn to say "Honey, I can't!"
And "Baby, it's just a plant!"
While you're stoned as a bone on the ground

It's just a plant
Like poppies and sugar cane
Coca and some science make some good cocaine
I ain't crazy about doctors
And this is just a song
But the self-administration of your favorite bong
Probably ain't what you need to keep on keeping on

Weed ain't the devil
But weed ain't a saint
It's all pretty good 'til it ain't

Weed's gonna make you a dumb-ass
Banging your head like a gong
Dabs and shatter and wax
And they call it relaxing
Staring out the window for the cops

And ya can't get addicted
The command is in your hands
Then quit tomorrow forever
And if ya won't, then ya can't
I ain't tryna be mean
Or make ya feel bad
It's just a lie that you're told
That I don't understand it

Weed ain't the devil
But weed ain't a saint
It's all pretty good 'til it ain't

Weed's gonna make you a dumb-ass
But you shouldn't be doing time
Drugs are bad mm-kay
You know they get in the way
Of being yourself
And that's the crime

Give air a chance