I get to zonin': me and this chick on the L and then we're bonin'
I free my mind sometimes I hear myself moanin'
Take one more toke and I leave that weed alone, man
So…Jay-Z smokes some pot, which is naughty because he’d promised himself that he wouldn’t for a while. He relaxes on his bed, and…thinks about the girl he saw on the L Train this afternoon. Sexy, wasn’t she?
“What if she and I…you know…oh, oh yea that feels good…yea…mmMMMmm…(climax)…I’m so lonely! Maybe I should cut back on the weed…”