From the recording Delta 9 (Tribute to Butch McMaster III)
Lyrics
I crave the taste of some green sticky kush
a fragrance spins my head my mind will break loose
i know the taste remains all through the day
a body full of bees I think I should say
Smoked it for hours through my chillum I call
slow down my brain cells..wait...my mind will come home
I know the fragrance now i can taste the smell
a wishful thought but I don't think I can tell
i can't feel a damn thing
then it HIT me
And through the haze back to my chillum i crawl
a bowl of wisdom to our friends we pass on
we come together through a mutual need
and when you stone me then you're my friend indeed
you're my friend indeed