Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that good stuff . We be chillin' in the field, smellin' that pungent scent . Got my blunt ready, and we about to get high . This plant be fire , man. We inhalin' that smoke all day hard. It's the flyest way to chill about our stress . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Let's Go! Paradise is Calling Su