Monday damn, another week, another hand,
another chance to not finish any of my plans,
so I called on Sam and he asked me where I am,
"On the corner of Broadway, looking for a gram."
Now Sam ran the local weed scene, believe me,
best BC to ever hit these streets,
These streets, these streets, what a wonderful place,
So many souls yet so few faces,
Fancying chances, but staring into space,
I'm just waiting for a gram from Sam to get wasted,
Now Sam walked hand in hand with Julie,
everyone wanted Julie, she was a beauty,
damn, I thought I'd give it a try, man,
Sam ain't my friends, kid's just a supplier,
So I got her number from her best friend Kim,
Who incidentally worked right next to Tim,
now Tim was a friend of mine from back in the day,
kid moved out from Cali and had nowhere to stay,
said his mother was crazy, used to beat him on the daily,
with bruises to prove it, the picture was painted,
stayed at my place, it was a wonderful life,
I'd sell my soul to the devil if it'd keep him alright,
so Tim introduced me to Kim who met him
when she came in to borrow a pen,
See, Kim came in, tripped, landed on her shin,
Tim helped her up and damn, they've been friends ever since,
So now I had it, but continued to wonder,
weather one's best interest was in this number,
'cause see, I was sort of seeing someone on the side,
on the sidelines of fun, I wasn't looking for a bride,
I was looking for a good time, but more than that,
I was looking for a beautiful mind to chatter back,
I was wilin', set fate free and started dialing,
gliding on a jet that was never meant to fly,
why? She said sure. Time? Took a left turn,
My woman got word, and it all went awry,
I was left with no less than everything I knew
that I would have to come to witness when I first met Julie.
These two girls blew me off and caught a flick,
about a man, waiting for Sam to get lit.

On the Corner of Broadway tunnel vision's got me,
just waiting for a gram from Sam to get wasted,
On the Corner of Broadway, like looking down a hallway,
Just waiting for a gram from Sam to get lit,
On the Corner of Broadway tunnel vision's got me,
just waiting for a gram from Sam to get wasted,
On the Corner of Broadway, like looking down a hallway,
Just waiting for a gram from Sam to get lit.