Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz lightin' up that good stuff . We be chillin' in the field, smellin' that pungent aroma . Got my pipe ready, and we about to relax. This plant be crazy good, man. We inhalin' that vapor all day hard. It's the flyest way to chill about our problems . We ain't got no time for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradis