Puffin' that joint,
taking a long drag. 
Got my weed in my pocket,
and the money in the bag. 

I shouldn't be doing this,
this is wrong,
Staring at the wall,
listening to my high song.

I'm not a stoner,
this is just for fun. 
One or two more hits,
then I swear i'm done.

But I'm always back to this,
blowing them smoke rings. 
I remember when I used to have fun,
doing legal things. 

That wasn't too long ago,
I'm just a kid.
Fuck peer pressure,
who care what everyone else did. 

But i'ts not pressure anymore,
I do this because I want to.
I need another fix,
I don't know what to do.

I shouldn't be sitting here,
stoned off my ass.
Sitting in this cirlce,
giving the bong a pass. 

I should be studying,
doing my school work.
But whats the point of school,
if this isn't a perk?