i was fourteen, close to the day, br a joint, … br a concert.…., br cuz and Marvin Gaye, .. br peeled my ignorance away, ., . br to stay. br br i smoked a joint, and I got high br and laughed so hard I cried br the music that I longed to hear br awoke on me inside br br from then on, .. almost every time br i sang in front a crowd, br i smoked a joint for I went one, .. br and I sang twice as loud. br from then on every time I'd write br a poem about this life br I drank a beer and smoked a joint br Front my kids and front my wife br br the owners of the land we call br the US fucinkg A br watched white men come br to rape at will, …… br they knew they came to stay.... br said 'smoke this pipe br and lets get real' br we'll share with you, br you don't have to steal… br smoke this pipe br so you can feel br the gift that our god br gave to us, … br smoke the pipe, br then, ..let's make a deal… br slavery had more sex appeal, .. br cheaper to kill than show good will… br it's easier to steal br they would not smoke the pipe of peace br afraid of how they'd feel br br I'm fourty eight this year come june br i still can blow a gospel tune br still smokes a joint now and again br still drinks.