Smoke all Smoke all Smoke all my problems away Yeah Smoke all Smoke all Smoke all my problems away Yeah Smoke all Smoke all Smoke all my problems away Grab that tray grab that weed grab that blunt Let me go ahead and get it out the way Roll it up Get us high up In space So high You'd think its laced Won't leave a trace This beat hittin' hard you gonna need a back brace No matter the issues I go thru I'll always have this place No repercussions of catchin' a case So I put my hands together and say my grace Lookin' up to the sky seeing the face Wondering why we only worried about the race Cops killin' they the villain murdering women and children by the millions Costing trillions We are the ones that stand at the pavilion I'm tryin' to use my white privilege no matter the opinion I got brother and sisters that are in need being murdered by my kind So my white brother and sisters stop being blind Stop turning that eye you copy black culture with time to time Cause now they are paying for it on their dime Smoke all Smoke all Smoke all my problems away Yeah Smoke all Smoke all Smoke all my problems away Yeah