Ganja Witch
Demented thoughts; I want more weed.
Please, oh please, give me what I need.
I'm the Queen, I'm a strange B ITCH
I know it sounds crazy, but I AM the GANJA WITCH!
They locked me in the asylum, but I run the place.
All the patients here are my seeds, even though this is a nut case.
I'm always shaking, I'm kinda of have a twitch.
but everyone in here calls me the GANJA WITCH.
I'm flying, but my feet are still on the floor.
I'm so damn high but I need more.
The Ganj Man and I are like Leo and Stitch
But DO NOT be mistaken, I AM the GANJA WITCH
I'm high in the sky, I'm smoking dank and singing REALLY loud
The Ganja Man is always telling me how I make him so Proud.
I'm just kidding, I know can't sing, I can't keep pitch
But it doesn't even matter because I'm the GANJA WITCH
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