I lit up this morning, just tryin’ to breathe,
But the news and my neighbor won’t let me find peace.
Tried to mellow my mind with that sweet green leaf,
But the fools keep talkin’ and wreckin’ my relief.
Every time I exhale, there's another headline,
Some guy shoutin’ nonsense like it’s a goldmine.
There ain’t enough pot in this town
To keep me from losin’ it, breakin’ down.
Took a shot of whiskey, just made me mean,
Now I’m cussin’ at shadows and yellin’ at screens.
And they’re breedin' like rabbits, dumb on parade—
Whole world goin’ backwards every damn day.
God help me now, 'cause I can't calm down,
There ain’t enough pot in this town.
Used to be silence had its own kinda song,
Now it’s all TikTok wisdom and folks gettin’ it wrong.
I tried patience and prayer, even counted to ten,
But my tolerance broke where my nerve used to bend.
They say love thy neighbor, well that’s gettin’ tough—
When they’re loud, proud, and proudly dumb enough.
There ain’t enough pot in this town
To keep me from screamin’ or breakin’ ground.
Whiskey just fires up the fire in my veins,
Now I’m mutterin’ threats and goin’ insane.
And they’re breedin' like rabbits, makin’ more fools—
Startin’ to wonder if I missed some rules.
Somebody save me, I’m spinnin’ around,
There ain’t enough pot in this town.
Maybe I’ll head to the hills, build a shack off the grid,
Where the dumb don't echo and I don’t flip my lid.
But till that day comes, I’m holdin’ the line,
With a half-lit joint and a bottle of rye.
There ain’t enough pot in this town
To keep me from losin’ what ain’t nailed down.
Whiskey’s no friend when your patience runs dry,
And ignorance multiplies faster than flies.
They’re breedin' like rabbits, proud and loud—
Just me and my sanity tryin’ to stand proud.
Lord, I’m beggin’, don’t let me drown—
There ain’t enough pot in this town.
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