Hunh...it’s like...
I don’t care about nuthin man.
Roll another blunt.
Yeah cuz...
I was gonna clean my room...
Until I got high.
I was gonna get up and find the broom...
But then I got high.
My room is still messed up...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I was gonna go to class...
Before I got high.
"C’mon y’all...check it out."
I could’ve cheated and I could’ve passed...
But I got high.
I’m takin it next semester...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
"Go to the next one"
"Go to the next one"
"Go to the next one BUCCCCOC!"
I was gonna go to work...
But then I got high.
I just got a new promotion.
But I got high.
Now I’m sellin dope...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I was gonna go to court...
Before I got high.
I was gonna pay my child support...
But then I got high.
"No you wasn’t."
They took my whole paycheck...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I wasn’t gonna run from the cops...
But I was high.
"I’m serious man"
I was gonna pull right over and stop...
But I was high.
Now I’m a paraplegic...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I was gonna pay my car note...
Until I got high.
"Say what...say what?"
I wasn’t gonna gamble on the boat...
But then I got high.
Now the tow truck’s pullin away...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I was gonna make love to you...
But then I got high.
I was gonna eat your pussy too...
But then I got high.
Now I’m jackin off...
And I know why!
"Turn that shit off"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
"Go...go...go...go."
I messed up my entire life.
Because I got high.
I lost my kids and wife.
Because I got high.
"Say what...say what"
"Say what...say what...ohhhhh."
Now I’m sleepin on the sidewalk...
And I know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I got high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
I’ma stop singing this song.
Because I’m high.
I’m singing this whole thing wrong.
Because I’m high.
"Bring it back"
"Bring it back"
"Bring it back"
If I don’t sell one copy...
I’ll know why!
"Why man?"
Cuz I’m high.
Because I got high.
Because I got high.
"Are you really high though...man?"
Cuz I’m high.
Cuz I’m high.
Cuz I’m high.
"Hey...where the cluck at man?"
Bu-buci-buci-buci-buCCCCCOCCC!!
Well my name is Afroman.
And I’m from East Palmdale...East Palmdale
And all the tumbleweed I be smokin...
Is bomb as hell.
"Excellent delivery"
I don’t believe in Hitler.
That’s what I said.
"Oh my goodness."
So all of you Skins..."Skins?"
Please give me more head.
"Muuu-fuuuucc...BUCCCCOC!"
AFRO-mufuckin’-M-A-N!
A...E...I...O...U...and sometimes W.
We ain’t gonna sell...
None of these mutha fuckin albums.
Let’s go back to Marshall Durbin.
And hang some more chickens.
FUC THE CORPORATE WORLD...BI-ATCH!
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