PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz hitting up that chronic . We be cruisin' in the park , tastin' that earthy scent . Got my pipe ready, and we about to kick back . This green be fire , man. We smokin' that haze all day long . It's the flyest way to chill about our problems . We ain't got no time for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits Sunshine