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