Worshiped by caucasians because he smoked weed. Often listened to by rich white kids driving their dad's mercedes. Political and peace loving lyrics have nothing to do with his following.
Eric: "Hey Julian, pass be the blunt G. And turn up the Bob Marley."
Julian: "Here you go G, don't get any ash on my dads heated leather seats"
Julian: "Here you go G, don't get any ash on my dads heated leather seats"
by Batron March 08, 2006