Smellington Piff - Piff land [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Ya
Cotton mouth
Pass the drink
Save me two's on that
No really

(Verse One)
I hot box every room that I sit in
Head spin sat in the cloud of smoke grinning
When I get depressed I start billing
When I'm energetic or when I'm just chilling
Finger tips sticky pick apart the bud
Constant munchies in the cupboard grabbing the grub
Red eyes son I'm ready to coch
This crop'll stop time like Bernard's watch
Northern lights crossed with a blueberry
Can't see straight eyelids are to heavy
Love at first sight when I first met mary
Jane she takes away the pain and calms my nerves
Plus she helps me to spit the verse
I get religious treat her as my sacred herb
Tastes delicious untill it gets to first
Backroll black tar on the roaches burn

(Chorus)
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Empty stash pot
No funds
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Smellington piff buns zoogy by the ton
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Empty stash pot
No funds
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Smellington and Leaf bun zoogy by the ton

(Verse Two)
I string a sentance together with a cotton tounge
Bucket bong smoke creeps out of the holes of my rotten lungs
Packed hot tongs fill the vaporizer
Mumbling dribbling pure green saliva
If piff runs out I'm trowling the ashtray
Emptying ends to recycle a fat jay
It tastes raw and leaves my throat sore like chlorophyll in weed that's premature
I smoke to sleep wake up and smoke more
Taste buds detect strains like a connoisseur
Outsiders know when I need a draw
Cause the grey smoke stops seeping out from beneth the door
Torn rizla packs and ripped skins scatter the floor
Half alive I strive to light the kaya
No soap bar never toke plastic or tire
Just that homegrown cheese pick from the shire

(Chorus)
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Empty stash pot
No funds
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Smellington piff buns zoogy by the ton
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Empty stash pot
No funds
Smoke signals
Burnt lungs
Smellington and Leaf bun zoogy by the ton