Try to Relax

I just need some weed and solitary confinement,

then im finally at peace... not a very good sign if,

I have to rely, on a high to relax,

no hiding the truth and no denying the facts,

but as long as I'm alive and my mind is intact,

I'ma find the time like four-twenty, grind it and pack,

by the time its four-fourty, I've decided to snack,

and by the time it's five o'clock I'll be drivin' to Mac's,

so high that I'm having an anxiety attack,

just trying not to crash, I arrive and buy some gas,

brim low, try'na hide my eyes up at the cash,

buy some chips and dip, then I drive away so fast

and after violating traffic laws survive and make it back,

and that's about the time that I decide to take a nap, I'm out.