So much different people loving one little tree
Even the birds love to feed on it
All of the gods came together and agreed on it
That's why the Rasa plant a seed of it
It seems as if you don't love the way I do
My thing, I see it, you don't think kingdom
Take a sip off of me ganja tea
You never heard when Chesie Dix said to leave the trees
When I, Majesty, I peer in we could stand at ease
My Rasa plant a seed of it