Lyrics:

It's like, I don't care about nothin', man
Roll another blunt, yeah

Lalala...

I was gonna clean my room until I got high
I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
My room is still messed up and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I was gonna go to class before I got high (Come on, check it out)
I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
I am taking it next semester and I know why, yeah, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

I was gonna go to work but then I got high
I just got a new promotion but I got high
Now I'm selling dope and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I was gonna go to court before I got high
I was gonna pay my child support but then I got high
They took my whole paycheck and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I wasn't gonna run from the cops but I was high (I'm serious, man)
I was gonna pull right over and stop but I was high
Now I am a paraplegic and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I was gonna pay my car note until I got high (Say what, say what?)
I was gonna gamble on the boat but then I got high
Now the tow truck is pulling away and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I was gonna make love to you but then I got high
I was gonna eat your pussy too but then I got high
Now I'm jacking off and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I messed up my entire life because I got high
I lost my kids and wife because I got high
Now I'm sleeping on the sidewalk and I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, because I got high, because I got high

Lalala...

I'm gonna stop singing this song because I'm high
I'm singing this whole thing wrong because I'm high
And if I dont sell one copy I know why, yeaheah
'Cause I got high, 'cause I got high, 'cause I got high

Lalala...

Hey, where the cluck at, man?

Bu-buci-buci-buci-buCCCCCOCCC!! [Super-cluck]

Well my name is Afroman and I'm from East Palmdale (East Palmdale)
And all the tumbleweed I be smokin' is bomb as hell (Excellent delivery)
I don't believe in Hitler, that's what I said (Oh, my goodness), yes
So all of you Skins, (Skins?) please give me more head (Mo-fu!)

Afro-mufuckin'-M-A-N!

A, E, I, O, U, and sometimes W
We ain't gonna sell none of these mutha fuckin' albums 'cause
Let's go back to Marshall Durbin and hang some more chickens, 'cause

Fuck the corporate world, bi-atch!