Written by: MICHAEL LEONARD BRECKER
Duration: 5:21
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Tumbleweed’ by Afroman. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Afroman or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Damn how long it’s gonna take you to roll the joint ’cause
(I just got the bag)
You over there actin like you playin’ the piano or something ’cause
(I just got the bag homie. Know what I’m sayin’.
Chill the f*ck out homie.)
Here, let me hit this homeboy
(Here)
La da da da da
Shoop Shoop Shoobie doo wa
Yeah, it looks lovely
Hey where the light loc
(Right here ’cause)
Give it here man stop bullshittin’
I love you baby
I love you honey
Yes I do
Do it to me girl uh
Yeah Yeah, (chicken clucking)
Yeah Yeah, (chicken clucking)
Fo Sho’
Yeah
It’s been a long long time I’ve been smokin’
Smokin’ marijuana
(La da da da da)
It takes out of my mental ghetto and places me in the Bahamas
It’s been a long long time I’ve been smoking
Smokin’ marijuana
(La da da da da)
It takes out of my mental ghetto and places me in the Bahamas
It puts my mind at ease
Indulgin’ myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will flow away beyond the palm trees
[Chorus]
‘But I gotta keep smoki’n and a smokijjjjn and a smokin on
I keep chokin and a chokin and a chokin on
I keep sellin and a sellin and inhalin
My tumbleweed
I like to go to Palmdale
(Yeah)
Sit by the fountain
(sit by the fountain)
I light up a fat one gazin’ at the snow-capped mountains
(come again now uh)
I like to go to Palmdale
Sit by the fountain
(sit by the fountain)
I light up a fat one gazin’ at the snow-capped mountains
Baby please don’t nag
Go and get me the zig-zag
And my problems will float away
Like a plastic baiiiag
[Chorus]
I need to get a job
And that’s not funny
(La da da da da)
‘Cause me be smoking too much ganja
(yeah)
And be runnin’ out of money
I gotta lie to the man
(let me get an application)
Tell him that I’ve never been arrested
(sir you have never been to jail)
I gottta go to the clinic baby
I gotta get drug tested
(oh no)
I got no food for my stomach
Got no gas for my Coup De Ville
I gotta walk to the supermarket for some goldenseal
‘Cause everyday
[Chorus]
Oh, oh yeah
Uh
I said the black man smokin’
(black man smokin’)
If he’s a soul bro
(Hey man what’s happening)
I said the mexican smokin’
(mexican smokin’)
If he’s a cholo
(where you from esse)
I said the creole smokin’
(creole smokin’)
Down in Mississippi
(F*ck creoles)
I said the white man smokin’
(white man smokin’)
If he’s a hippie
(where’s the bud man)
It puts my mind at ease
Indulgin’ myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will flow away beyond the palm trees
[Chorus]
Right about now
(oh)
I’m fixin to dedicate this to everybody
(oh yeah)
That went to Palmdale high school with me
Check this shit out ’cause
I said Joey Jo has an afro
Sing something with soul chillin’ ice cold
Jerry with the high top fade
Left Palmdale but he still gettin’ paid
Hey man take me back to the bridge we up outta here man
It puts my mind at ease
Indulgin’ myself in the calm breeze
And my problems will flow away beyond the palm trees
Whatcha gotta do
[Chorus]