I used to dream about a
Better tomorrow but look
At me now, I am now
Locked up behind these doors

My mind used to think that
Marijuana could make me
Succeed in life forgetting
That I am not married to
Madness

My mind used to think
That dating cocaine could
Make me get that degree
But that is not what I have
Harvested in my life,
Look at me now, I am a
Friend of a mental hospital

I used to dream about getting
That masters degree but look
At me now, I now have a
Masters of my own madness

All the theories that my
Lectures used to feed me like
The way a mother feeds milk
To her child are now gone like
Autumn leaves

Look at me now, I am now
Drowning in an ocean of my
Own wrongdoings, an ocean
Deep like Indian Ocean and
Cold like winter season

Instead of serving God, I now
Praise marijuana and Indian hemp
That keeps on calling my name
Every day to give them massages
On their back