Now That I'm On (Interlude)

[Interlude] Now that I'm on I don't know why they wanna hate me, man I pull up, roll that window down, say "What’s up" to my kinfolk Yeah—What's up, kinfolk? See, now, now that I'm on, it's real lonely They say it's lonely at the top, but it's real crowded at the bottom So I what I want you do is just roll up that reefer if you got it And just smoke it, yeah