School High

[Intro: Shadow]
(Inhale) Can you pass me the lighter?
Yuh, 420 family, ay, ay, ay, ay (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Shadow]
It's the naughty kid, always catch me puffin' on that Hydro
The super zoots that can leave your fuckin mind blown
Eyes closed layin' on my, bed writin' tight flows
As the ceiling twirls, on my level, I'm so high though
Hi bro yes, it is very nice to meetcha
My imaginary friends always ask me for a feature
But in reality, it is actually the weed cos
I'm not really at my school just blabberin' to teachers, oops
My mistake, waiting for that tiny break
'Cause I got the munchies, and I really wouldn't mind a cake
I'm afraid to get caught flippin' like a icy skate
Plus, I don't wanna be in detention on this finer day

[Chorus: Shadow]
One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five
The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky
People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why
Man I never went to high school, I went to school high
One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five
The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky
People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why
Man I never went to high school, I went to school high

[Verse 2: Shadow]
Sittin' in the corner writin' whack raps
As the black cat, with the sticky in his backpack
God damn, did I mention I'm in math class?
Only attended because that teacher had that fat ass, why
I seedy fuck, smokin' all these different buds
Even end up chunky for a couple of those witchetty grubs
We got that best kush, nothin' but that sked bush
Cruisi'n in an all-white magnet to the next hood
P's, Q's and halves, if ya feeling risky
If not, we're packing fat zigs, yeah, we got the 50's
Trappin' ain't dead, trust me I would know by now
Anyone in Perth know a stage, yeah, I hold it down, what?

[Chorus: Shadow]
One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five
The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky
People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why
Man, I never went to high school, I went to school high
One spliff, two spliff, three, four, five
The ganja in the air, I can smell it in the sky
People up the bong tokes, I don't ask why
Man, I never went to high school, I went to school high

[Verse 3: Chillinit]
10th grade, when recreational herbs were lit in school
I blazed the sesh for the educational purposes
Was never learnin', was wreckin' the page and burnin' shit
And now I'm on the stage and I'm gettin' the plane with turbulence
You ain't deep, you barely makin the surfaces
You barely even surfin' or riding with any urgentness?
I'm herbulent with J's, I got shit you ain't even heard of yet
Her name was Jane but I'm hittin' it like she Bernadette
I keep a zoot, shoot the reefer in hoops
And keep a quarter of the RAW just like Khalifa with Snoop
Go speak to the youths, go ask if I'mma speakin' the truth
The B's to the booth, calm is when you speak to the dude
I went from C grade to smoking A grade but not the China Batch
Multiple divisions for calculations to buy the pack
I bust the rhythm, delivery and the timing lads
So, every single recess, the senoritas were vibing that
Smoking a spliff in the teacher's science lab
Opposites in English, no English but she be riding that
Opposites attract it's a fact, tell me where the lighters at
Rebel vomit virus and viral and getting violent lad
Come touch the stash and I'm clashin' like where the titans at
The title says it all, I be high and there's no denying that
If I keep on smoking, my vocals might collapse
Chronic got me open, I'm focused on where my mind is at
Ay, rockin' it with the recipe, I rectify the rhythm, I'm rocking kinetic energy
Electrify the women, taking shots, to the head, like I'm John F. Kennedy that bong sesh chemistry (Inhale)
Brother I'm silent I'd rather let em talk
And dote about my name while I'm grinding and chasing cheddar more
I'm on the rhythm so speaking the truth is getting raw, walking contradictions like priests with a human devil horn
I'm gone
(Fuckkkkk)