Pothead From Hell

"God damn, i guess i fucked up
Anotha busta from the gutta tell me wassup
I'll tell you wassup
Smokin through a whole thang
Burnin like a propane tank
What you smoke ain't dank
Now i got a little bit of info
But i ain't get it askin homie what he's in for
But i know knowledge is the key
So i could locate the keys
Put em in the Louis V
Then i literally ski out
Never been to Colorado
But i got the rocket power
You could call me Otto
Lean up out the bottle
Fuck a fanta, fuck a model
Fuck it, pedal to the medal
Beat the pussy watch it waddle
I'm a pothead from hell
Got a pocket with shells
& i burn with the L's & the lead when it melt
Name ringing bells in the streets like a spell
In/out the shadows & straight back to what?
Pull out her pussy then dip in her what?
Last time we spoke you was chillin with who?
I told you, i told you don't run with that fool
That pussy gettin passed around to the crew"