Well, we`re standin` in the kitchen
And we`re cookin` us some chicken
And the house is burnin` down
And we don`t really care
See the children of the dealers
They`re all kissin` their dead daddies
And their eyes are seein` backwards
They can`t hear but they can sigh
Exploding butterflies hit and run
E*** K****** jumped the gun
Well, as far as I`m concerned
They all do it `cause they wanna
So don`t come around my backyard
Smokin` marijuana
