Cheese's pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me Put Visine inside my eyes so my grandma would fucking hug me Oh, generation above me, I know you still remember me My afro look just like daddy's, y'all taught me how to go hunting, blam [Chorus 1: Chance the Rapper] Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses) I miss my cocoa butter kisses Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I stank (Innanet) I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's dank I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Kisses, kisses) I miss my cocoa butter kisses (Innanet) (Kisses, kisses) [Verse 2: Vic Mensa] I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale Everywhere that I go, everywhere, they be asking how's it going Say the going's well, go figure, Victor's light skinned Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the God God knows he's a pro, he's a pro like COINTEL Check, checkmate, check me, take me to the bedroom Like she know me well, I mean normally You see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer Phil But these kids these days, they get so high Burn trees, smoke chlorophyll, 'til they can't feel shit Shit-faced, faced it, 15 hits on this L Elevated, train, and the craziest thing Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it Probably shoulda been dead or in jail Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz Asshole, absinthe, thumpin' that glass Are we there yet
Right Relationship with Tobacco Ive heard it said that for the Indigenous North Americans, tobacco is the hotline to the Great Spirit
The genesis for the ban was Richard Reid, who tried unsuccessfully to light explosives hidden in his shoes on a trans-Atlantic flight in 2001
How does that fear influence how I interact with other people
Dress warmly
