(Hunh, it’s like… I don’t care about nuthin’ man. Roll another blunt. Yeah…. cuz.)
(Yeah x 2)
I was gonna clean my room until I got high.
I was gonna get up and find the broom, but then I got high.
My room is still messed up, and I know why.
(Why man?)
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.
I was gonna go to class before I got high.
(C’mon y’all, check it out.)
I could’ve cheated and I could’ve passed, but I got high.
I’m takin’ it next semester and I know why.
[Why man?]
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.
[Go to the next one, go to the next one, go to the next one BUCCCCOC!]

I was gonna go to work, but then I got high.
I just got a new promotion, but I got high.
Now I’m sellin’ dope, and I know why.
[Why man?]
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.

I was gonna go to court before I got high.
I was gonna pay my child support, but then I got high.
[No you wasn’t.]
They took my whole paycheck and I know why.
[Why man?]
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.

I wasn’t gonna run from the cops, but I was high.
[I’m serious man.]
I was gonna pull right over and stop, but I was high.
Now I’m a paraplegic, and I know why.
[Why man?]
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.

I was gonna pay my car note until I got high.
[Say what, say what?]
I wasn’t gonna gamble on the boat, but then I got high.
Now the tow truck’s pullin’ away and I know why.
[Why man?]
‘Cuz I got high, because I got high, because I got high.

I was gonna make love to you, but then I got high.
I was gonna eat your pussy too, but then I got high.
Now I’m jackin’ off and I know why.
[Turn that shit off.]
Cuz I got high (Do that over.) Because I got high, because I got high.

(Go, go, go, go,…)

I messed up my entire life because I got high.
I lost my kids and wife because I got high.
(say what, say what, say what, say what, ohhhhhh.)
Now I’m sleepin’ on the sidewalk and I know why.
(Why man?)
Cuz I got high

I’ma stop singing this song because I’m high. (present tense)
I’m singing this whole thing wrong because I’m high.
(bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
And if I don’t sell one copy, I’ll know why.
(Why man?)
Cuz I’m high
(Are you really high though, man?)

Cuz I’m high, cuz I’m high, cuz I’m high.

(Hey, where the cluck at man?)

Bu-buci-buci-buci-buCCCCCOCCC!! [Super-cluck]

Well my name is Afroman and I’m from East Palmdale. (East Palmdale)
And all the tumbleweed I be smokin’ is bomb as hell. (excellent delivery)
I don’t believe in Hitler, that’s what I said. (Oh my goodness.)
So all of you Skins, (Skins?) please give me more head.
(Muuu-fuuuucc.) BUCCCCOC!
AFRO-mufuckin’-M-A-N!
A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes W.
We ain’t gonna sell none of these mutha fuckin’ albums cuz.
Let’s go back to Marshall Durbin and hang some more chickens, cuz.

FUCK THE CORPORATE WORLD, BI-ATCH!