It's a quarter pass one now I'm smoking again,
That lemon haze got me high now I'm feeling the wind,
I'm on the road to the richest bout to do it again,
I never doubted but I'm knocking at the door let me in,
It's a quarter pass one now I'm smoking again,
That lemon haze got me high now I'm feeling the wind,
I'm on the road to the richest bout to do it again,
I never doubted but I'm knocking at the door let me in,


They got money for wars but can't feed the poor,
Biggie Smalls and Tupac murders still ain't solved,
A black man got shot and the cops do come,
It's white men with black sticks and all black guns,
Why even ask why when our president lie,
And wonder why we wont survive in those chinese eye's,
Everything is so political they catching the vibe,
And everybody's so material there willing to die,
People always try to tell me that my life was a sin,
People always talking nothing but they never would win,
Love is only for the soul and this message I send,
Drop-Zone,
People always try to tell me that my life was a sin,
People always saying nothing I don't have any friends,
Love is only for the soul I ain't letting you in,
You a hater and that back talk ain't having again,


It's a quarter pass one now I'm smoking again,
That lemon haze got me high now I'm feeling the wind,
I'm on the road to the richest bout to do it again,
I never doubted but I'm knocking at the door let me in,
It's a quarter pass one now I'm smoking again,
That lemon haze got me high now I'm feeling the wind,
I'm on the road to the richest bout to do it again,
I never doubted but I'm knocking at the door let me in,