It's from the mall, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come along, and take a hit from the ball, put the blunt down just for a second, don't get me wrong, it's not a new method, inhale, exhale, just got a ounce in the mail, I like a blunt or a big fat cone, but my double barrel bomb is getting me stoned, come steal it, there's water inside, don't spill it, it smells like *** on the carpet, goes down smooth when I get a clean hit, I'm the skunky, funky, smelly green ***, sing my song, puff all night long, as I take hits from the ball, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, It's from the mall, Let's smoke that bowl, hit the bong, and then take that finger off of that hole, plug it, unplug it, don't strain, I love you Mary Jane, she never complains, when I hit Mary, with that flame, I light up the cherry, she's so good to me, when I pack a fresh bowl, I clean the screen, don't get me stirred up, the smoke through the bubbling water's making it pure, so I got to take my hit and hold it, just like chalk, I get the ball and I reload it, get my forefoot up and bring it on, as I take hits from the ball, hit the finger, it's from the ball,