Lyrics:

Welcome my son to your very first daySo proud to be the one who brought you this wayI love you with all my heartAnd
my love is here to stayBut I can't help worrying will you eventually smoke weed?Soon enough you'll be walkingYou and me han
d in handThe silly words you'll be talkin'Only daddy can understandWe'll go out making snowmenBuilding castles in the sand
And all the time I'm thinking, will this kid end up smoking' weed?But time keeps on goingAnd you keep on growin'You're now
six years oldYou're getting so good at your spellin'But my mind is always dwellin'On the fact that you could be the kind of
guyWho grows up and needs to smoke weed on the couchAll the timeAll the timeSo answer me this while you're lying in your l
ittle bedWhy must you insist on bein' such a fuckin' pothead?There's other things in lifeThat can make you feel goodBut you
just keep on smoking' your herbYou can't get enough of your precious, precious reeferWhere you getting all this moneyTo buy
so much Hawaiian dope?