El Cannabisco

Even if I could, it wouldn't change a thing
Even the stones the universe throws at me are for a reason, it's a blessing to learn
And actually, I remembered last night

A little down in the jaguar, up in the air
They were firing shots to end the chaos
2003 to be exact, 'cause the car was brand new

I was handcuffed in a hospital bed with
Doctors and cops in my face
That's how they woke me up

Growing up in the hood
Smoking and hustling
From the valley of San Diego
40 more than I carry

Yeah!
It's go, it's due
Match one, player

Where have all those years gone?
I could've been a baseball player for the rich dogs
Even though the weed brings a lot
Gaining clients is a daily grind

My name stays in the greeting
Listen up so you can hear, nice to meet you
I sell fruits and veggies, not corn
Though the discreet ones, even cheese, if cash comes in, I don't know anything about that

Growing up in the hood
Smoking and hustling
From the valley of San Diego
40 more than I carry