Can I get back to my innocence?
smoking camels to death
My family’s worried about this
Traces of bruising in my veins
I just bought me a half Oz
My paycheck; all at once
I’ll just slip off to the bathroom, real soon
And sniff up a little dust
Peyote Cactus is our friend
Just a point’s all you need
You’ll be trippin’, till the evening ends
'Til the evening ends

Don’t care about your answers
Don’t care you call me weak
Don’t care about your mother, father
their just a bunch of sheep
I know your daddy's a cop man
Police chief known to all
With fifty pigs in his precinct, they all worship him
He gives them respect and all

But I just need some heroin, honey
That’s why I’m on the sly
And you won't need this camera, no no
Gonna pawn it for a ride
Come on, I’ll take you to my friend
I haven’t got all day
Come on, I’m tryna get my fix
before the evening ends

Can I get back to my innocence?
Smoking camels in bed
My families worried about this
And traces of bruising in my veins
Oh come on, oh come on
Woo hoo hoo, no, oh no
Oh oh, no no