A Christmas Carol

A Christmas Carol
Oh Chronic Tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh How I love your stickiness.
Oh Chronic tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh how I love your stickiness
All the smoke I would never waist you take me to my quite place.
Oh Chronic tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh how I love your fluffiness
Oh Chronic tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh how I love your fluffiness
Your buds come to my dreams same color as money green
Oh Chronic tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh how I love your fluffiness
I love breaking you down and rolling you tight Especially on Christmas night
Oh Chronic Tree Oh Chronic Tree Oh How I love your stickiness.

Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, oh how i'd love to smoke you..