PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that herb. We be vibin' in the woods , smellin' that pungent whiff. Got my blunt ready, and we about to get high . This green be Keyword fire , man. We puffing that smoke all day straight . It's the flyest way to forget about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Let's Go! Paradise is Calling