I’m a criminal, when I smoke my sensi
I’m a criminal, when I plant my kali
I’m a criminal, and I risk a trial
Cos marijuana’s still illegal

It’s a nonsense to put pressure on the weed
When you think this plant just come from a seed
And has been used for centuries for meditation
Making paper, clothes and medications
These trees are the healing of the nations
And people are fed up of all these oppression
They can’t always keep on their violent repression
Tell it everywhere for its liberation

Governments don’ want us to use it Cos it make you rebel
And make you think by yourself as well
And They’re really afraid of people’s emancipation
That’s why they continue this stupid prohibition

You can smoke it for thoughts
And for the wisdom it brings
You can ingest for medicine
Especially if you’re overwrought