What It Is

[Verse 1]
They say the lights are always on and nobody's home
Say I got a muscle in my skull that's never grown
But it's a lot of pressure to be pretty and intelligent
Ya know?

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I sit and wonder how they got the time
To use me as a punching bag but, hey, I don't mind
'Cause I'd probably be cynical
If I were as ugly on the inside

[Chorus]
But I like my grass blue and I like my weed green
I like to smoke it under a palm tree
And I'm covered in tattoos, think God still loves me
My Christmas lights stay up year-round and that don't bug me

[Post-Chorus]
You can keep your stones and sticks
'Cause I'm too stoned to give a shit
I am who I am
And it is what it is

[Verse 3]
My mama said use honey, sugar, and some spice
'Cause life's already difficult, you might as well be nice
Keep your nose in your own business
And know that everything will be just fine

[Chorus]
But I like my grass blue and I like my weed green
I like to smoke it under a palm tree
And I'm covered in tattoos, think God still loves me
My Christmas lights stay up year-round and that don't bug me

[Post-Chorus]
You can keep your stones and sticks
'Cause I'm too stoned to give a shit
I am who I am
And it is what it is

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Yeah, I like my grass blue and I like my weed green
I like to smoke it under a palm tree
And I'm covered in tattoos, think God still loves me
My Christmas lights stay up year-round and that don't bug me

[Post-Chorus]
You can keep your stones and sticks
'Cause I'm too stoned to give a shit
I am who I am
And it is what it is

[Outro]
Yeah, I am who I am
And it is what it is