Por Un Fume de Hachis

The sun's shining down, I feel the breeze
Never been a prick, but yesterday I got stung
I stepped out for a bit to see who’s getting high
In the park, there was a dude with a rooster, no shirt on

I said, "What’s up, man? Share that with me"
You look pretty lit, I wanna feel fresh too
The smell of weed hit me from the corner, ten bucks
He said, "Go ahead, get high with the crew, dude"

The first hit, man, I felt so good
Taking his stuff felt like a fun game
I snagged his Converse shoes, don’t know what I’ve become
The damn cops are after me for what I’ve done

I took off, with six pigs on my tail
Had four rocks in my pocket and two joints in hand
Just traded what I took from that guy
Didn’t even get to smoke one before the law caught me

I was headed straight to jail, following the path with the dogs
Another damn night in jail, feeling messed up for not sleeping in my bed

In the same cell, there were like twenty dudes
Some for smoking, others for growing their crop
From what they talked about, I saw they weren’t too bright
They can’t get it, nor do they stop to see the point
Good thing the guard said: "Your time’s up"
After 24 hours, free as the wind
Talking nonsense, still owe inside
Next time the cops chase me, I’ll jump off a bridge

Coming out at three percent, heading back to my place
I run into my little bro skating like a pro, I tell him to hold on
I’m going home to let my mom know what happened so she doesn’t freak out

I open the door, and they greet me with scolding
I see my dumb face in the bathroom mirror
I get hit with the threat of a year in the slammer
Better head back out to the street without hitting the bathroom

Oh, and here I am again, waiting for Titis to come back from robbing the bar
Four beers are free, the underground’s on the street tagging your graffiti
And here I am again, life’s kicking my ass hard, but I’m still happy
Colorfully gray, so many damn stupid things for a hit of hashish.