Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz hitting up that herb. We be vibin' in the woods , catchin' that pungent aroma . Got my blunt ready, and we about to get high . This green be bomb , man. We inhalin' that haze all day long . It's the dopest way to forget about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits Sunshine