Inebriated - Chris Webby

Yeah, I’ve been up on cloud nine

So high I could never have down time

The liquor pourin’s that brown kind

To the point that I’m not of sound mind

And got the white lines up on the counter top

And got a pound of crops, it’s like a flower shop

Right in my house so stop, light up the sour pot

And get high till the ground is not

Under you no more, take your shoes on tour

Up and away till the roof’s your floor

Sayin' to yourself I shouldn’t do no more

But what’s one more?

You just chewed up four

Or was it five?

Who knew, the effects were dead wrong

And you could really tell your head’s gone

With even more psychedelics and medications lined up than an old school Eminem

song

I’m feelin' myself, baby I’m feelin' myself, I do not need any help

Unless you want to get that jar full of weed on the shelf and if not then just

keep to yourself

Burn till we fillin' up the room with vapors

Smoke right now then I’m boozin' later

Cup is so full that it’s leakin' like Ashley Madison’s god damn user data

I, light up my doobie till I’m high as Mount Fuji

I, got booze of several flavors mixed into my smoothie

I’m, Christian Belushi with a cruiser full of groupies

I, keep it groovy feelin' loopy cause you know that I am

So high, can’t come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

.

Do ya feel me now

Drank a lot of liquor

No chaser makes it quicker

Rolled up twenties on the mirror

But I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

Now I don’t support drug usage

I would never tell my fans that they should do it

But any adult can do whatever they want

And live life how he or she chooses

With that said, I’mma still have my fun

Occasionally when the work gets done

Not like it used to be, takin' two or three

Of whatever I could fit on my tongue

But shit I gotta let loose right?

So sometimes when the mood strikes

We gone buy some drugs, and line em up

And turn into a werewolf in the moon light

And the moon lookin' full tonight

Eyes dilatin' as the beast awakens

Feelin' like I just booked a flight

And we flyin' straight into inebriation

But personally, like currently

I just stick to whiskey and I burn some tree

Unless old habits pop back up but fuck, ain’t nobody perfect, see

Everybody got flaws, you me and them too

Weed and them brews, lead to them moves

That you might regret but oh well, even if I wake up seemin' confused

I, light up my bubbler till my body feels like butter

I, got that sticky you gone wanna post on tumblr

I, be gettin' higher than a Michael Jordan jumper

Speakers be kickin' like Thumper I’m up in the club with a blunt and a cup then

I light up another I’m

So high, can’t come down

Losing my head, spinning round and round

.

Do ya feel me now

Drank a lot of liquor

No chaser makes it quicker

Rolled up twenties on the mirror

But I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated

I just can’t help myself, I’m so inebriated