The Herb

Yeah, yeah..
Javelin..
Isolating.. 2..
This song's about weed.. yeah..

[HOOK]
Maybe it’s The Herb son..
Opening my third son..
Maybe it's The Herb youngblood that we burned up..
Maybe it's the medicine..
Make me never fret again..
Maybe it’s The Herb, mmhm..

[VERSE 1]
Mercy me, first to search the murder scene for clues on who could do this thing or hints of why these rappers died so gruesomely, I was just growing tired of flows admired by posers & so I dеvised a foolproof plan for taking over & it worked son
Hеrbal essence lead me to the verbal message that I concur is deadlier than death is..
I mess with any strain, anything to put into my DNA, flick the lighter up & I'm about to be amazed, ablaze is the leaf, in a daze I can't breathe, a hazy retreat into days that last weeks..
My bitch is like my driver's license, Class C/classy & when I drive the pipe in she be crying.. (“gag me!”..)
& when I'm high as pilots I get a relaxed ease cuz I just love the violet leaves & this pipe dream..

[HOOK]
Maybe it's The Herb son..
Opening my third son..
Maybe it's The Herb youngblood that we burned up..
Maybe it's the medicine..
Make me never fret again..
Maybe it’s The Herb, mmhm..

[VERSE 2]
Exciting, my eyes seem too dry, need some Visine, toking with a pisces, she might be what I need, opening the mind, slowly going with the tide, don’t we know it's all a ride?, but that’s life.. (it's a high then a low..)
Like a coaster, give it a minute to begin soaking in, serotonin is growing within, I hope I don't choke when she gets to moaning, we eloping on golden dro & I notice she's got my emotions so fly, I don’t know bout you but I'm high..
Kissing the sky with lips that glisten from hitting pipes to get the vision, this trip is intimate & infinite & it begins to get senses fried, psychosis, cyber ocean I float in, timeless moments, virus growing, so long to the globe I done flown so far out into the unknown..
Don't need no powder, no tablets, no crack, no capsules, no H, no I won't have it just have to be on the magical strain, that taste familiar like the feeling of stealing a breath of healing, revealing the path to me, just one drag & I'm passed out in the back seat, I smash out at the party & hardly even started partying, fuck it let's just spark again, see if we can go beyond the ends of time & existence, I tend to rhyme when I'm lifted..

Yo..
Maybe it's The Herb son..
Maybe it's The Herb son..
Maybe it's The Herb.. son..

[HOOK]
Maybe it's The Herb son..
Opening my third son..
Maybe it's The Herb youngblood that we burned up..
Maybe it's the medicine..
Make me never fret again..
Maybe it's The Herb, mmhm..
Maybe it's The Herb son..
Opening my third son..
Maybe it's The Herb youngblood that we burned up..
Maybe it's the medicine..
Make me never fret again..
Maybe it's The Herb, mmhm..
Maybe it's The Herb...

[SAMPLE]
(If we meet again in the next life, you will be my sworn enemy..
& I will show you no mercy...)