(when this began)
i had nuthin to smoke
and i get lost in the nuthingness
and lack of weed
(i was unused)
and i let it all out to find
that im not the only person with the drugs in mind
(i want some weed)
but all the vacancy the weeds concealed
is the only real high that ive got weed to feel
(nothin to use)
just fucked,billy and no cone
and the fault is no cone,and the fault is no cone

(CHORUS)
i wanna feel,i wanna feel wat the people never feel
i wanna let go of the joint ive held so long
(smoke all the weed till its gone)
i wanna feel, i wanna feel wat the stoners always feel
i wanna find somewhere,i wanna hit the bong
somewhere i can bong

now ive gone somewhere,so high
i cant believe i didnt fly right up into space
(it was unused)
lookin everywhere only to grind
thats not the only i had imagined it all at one time
(so high am i)
wat do i have but a big bag o weed
cause i cant justify the way, all the m8s r smokin with me
(nuthin to do)
no games to play,packed up a cone
and the weed is myown, and the weed is myown

(CHORUS x1)

i will never know myself untill i pull myself a cone
and i will never feel anything after i blaze up the all d weed
i cant think of anything coz i blazed up all the weed
i smoke more cones,i blind myself today

(CHORUS x1)

i wanna feel,i wanna feel where the stoners all belong
i wanna feel,i wanna feel where the stoners all belong
coz they hit the bong
coz they hit the bong