Slim Skit

Dig, man?

My name is Slim

You know what I'm sayin'?

My mama named me Charles

But the people, the people, they call me Slim

And, you know, I've been on this kush and orange juice, man

It's a wicked thing, brother

You know, I done been around, seen a lot of faces

But my old lady, she won't, she won't roll my weed up for me, man

I, I work so hard

I keep the bills paid up, buy her things she can't pronounce

And she won't roll my trees, Jack

Jive, man

Say, dog

It's cold outside, man, it's cold

But you gotta stay cool

Everybody's fighting to get to the top

But me, I just wanna smoke and chill, man

I just wanna smoke my weed, brother

Dig?

Get us a nice lil' place where nobody knows

Hell, I'd name my own island if I could

Yeah

Roll one up

Aye, roll one for me

Roll one up

Oh, I want all I need

Roll one up

Oh, have me one rolled tonight

Roll one up

Could take you so high

Roll one up

Aye, roll one for me

Roll one up

Oh, I want all I need

Roll one up

Oh, have me one rolled tonight

Roll one up

Could take you so high

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up

Roll one up