This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
So when I’m fed up I get red up
Mary Jane messed my head up
She can be my best friend forever
At times I regret that I met her
When she eats all my cheddar
But she makes life seem better
Like whatever
Stressin’ me out she settles me down
Put it in the air bredder spread it around
But don’t abuse it
We use it to temple ball
From Nepal there’s a mental drawl
Meditated like we’re mental
Just the way God intended
When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid
I used to use cigarette mix and blend it
Now I don’t tend to ping everybody offended
If they criticise weed defend it
A crystallised tide yo’ glistenin’
Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine
This is the deal
All day every day give you something to feel
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and shit
And cigs remove the twig
That’s the life of the breathing tip
With king slims and choice blends to no end
High kyer fire burnin’ sex with friends
But I burn it with a precedent
A broken men
Street soldier strutting out of with the leafy stem
High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and pain
Knock it on to the punters and they’re back again
Buy cheap sell high and subsidise what you buy
Still I walk straight through this crimson tide
Yet you all polluters don’t know what one hit could provide
Best just step aside I take a poetic glide
We’re off into the stratosphere
Eyes too glazed
I’m being slayed from the potency
Toxicated commodity my property
Meditated with E’s the weed flows through my blood stream
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
Even the driest shit, taste it
All types of hybrid
The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
This is for the friends I got high with, by with
The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
Sky-high kids from the happy high rise
This is a rise smith
With their spliffs in the vice script
Puffin’ Northern Lights
and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
Flying in for the cannabis club
Till I damage a lung
And my cabbage is broke
Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
So I’m sat in my drum strappin’ bad shit I’m done
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Weed
Weed...
Mary Jane messed my head up
She can be my best friend forever
At times I regret that I met her
When she eats all my cheddar
But she makes life seem better
Like whatever
Stressin’ me out she settles me down
Put it in the air bredder spread it around
But don’t abuse it
We use it to temple ball
From Nepal there’s a mental drawl
Meditated like we’re mental
Just the way God intended
When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid
I used to use cigarette mix and blend it
Now I don’t tend to ping everybody offended
If they criticise weed defend it
A crystallised tide yo’ glistenin’
Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine
This is the deal
All day every day give you something to feel
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and shit
And cigs remove the twig
That’s the life of the breathing tip
With king slims and choice blends to no end
High kyer fire burnin’ sex with friends
But I burn it with a precedent
A broken men
Street soldier strutting out of with the leafy stem
High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and pain
Knock it on to the punters and they’re back again
Buy cheap sell high and subsidise what you buy
Still I walk straight through this crimson tide
Yet you all polluters don’t know what one hit could provide
Best just step aside I take a poetic glide
We’re off into the stratosphere
Eyes too glazed
I’m being slayed from the potency
Toxicated commodity my property
Meditated with E’s the weed flows through my blood stream
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off this THC
9 ounce to a bar
4 bars to a ki
Even the driest shit, taste it
All types of hybrid
The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it
This is for the friends I got high with, by with
The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids
Sky-high kids from the happy high rise
This is a rise smith
With their spliffs in the vice script
Puffin’ Northern Lights
and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines
Flying in for the cannabis club
Till I damage a lung
And my cabbage is broke
Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes
So I’m sat in my drum strappin’ bad shit I’m done
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
We want weed
Sticky green trees
Pick out the stalk no sticker no seed
We stay lean off the THC
9 ounce to the bar
4 bars to the ki
Weed
Weed...
Lyrics submitted by shemovesshe
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So when I’m fed up I get red up Mary Jane messed my head up She can be my best friend forever At times I regret that I met her When she eats all my cheddar But she makes life seem better Like whatever Stressin’ me out she settles me down Put it in the air bredder spread it around But don’t abuse it We using the temple ball From Nepal as a mental tool Meditating like we're meant to Just the way God intended When I pick up the pencil and scrawl the splendid I used to use cigarette mix and blend it Now I don’t tend to peng everybody offended If they criticise weed defend it A crystallised hydro glistenin’ Blow my mind like nitro-glycerine This is the deal All day every day give you something to feel
We bark weed Sticky green trees Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed We stay lean off this THC 9 ounce to the bar 4 bars to the ki We bark weed Sticky green trees Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed We stay lean off this THC 9 ounce to the bar 4 bars to the ki
Peripheral switch to weed with spliffs and chips And cigs remove the twig That’s the life of the weed and ting With king slims and choice blends to no end High kaya fire burnin’ sess with friends Man I burn it with the best of them The broken men Street soldiers strapping out us with a leafy stem High fliers with a focus loads of Bush and peng Knock it on to the pozzers and they’re back again Buy cheap sell high and subsidise when you buy Still I walk straight through this crimson tide Yet you all polluters don’t know what one hit could provide Best just step aside I take a pole and I glide Way off into the stratosphere Astral-glazed I’m being slayed from the potency Toxicated commodity my property Meditated with ease the weed flows through my blood stream
We bark weed Sticky green trees Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed We stay lean off this THC 9 ounce to a bar 4 bars to a ki We bark weed Sticky green trees Pick out the stalk no stick and no seed We stay lean off this THC 9 ounce to a bar 4 bars to a ki
Even the dry shit, thai stick All types of hybrid The black resin smelling unpleasant when you light it This is for the friends I got high with, by with The glistening eyes and the Chinese eyelids Sky-high kids from the Hackney highrises To Ruislip With their spliffs in a vice grip Puffin’ Northern Lights and the smugglers who brought it over borderlines Flying in for the cannabis cup Till I damage a lung And my cabbage is bruk Either way I’m getting lean today and tomorrow never comes So I’m sat in my drums strappin’ fat shit I’m done
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