I Could

Ya see I could make a mill
And don't have to sell drugs
I could smoke a roach
And do have to light bugs
I could pack a bowl
But I'm not Cheech and Chong
Not Cypress Hill, but I like hittin' bongs
I can be fat, and don't have to gain weight
I can be a legend
And don't have to be great
I don't have to take a plane to fly high
I don't wanna live my life just to die
I can be a DJ, and don't have to scratch
I could spark my cigarette with
A lighter or match
I can have a gun, and I don't have to shoot
I can get a job
And try to earn a little loot
I could be a bum and live in a box
I could move to your neighborhood
Stayin' on your block i can like tricks
But I'm not a silly rabbit
I can't stop smokin' because I
Can't kick the habit
What is a jam if you don't come smooth?
What is a beat if you don't have a groove?
I could be the President, and legalize weed
I could grow a field of bud
With a hand full of seeds damn