Time Lapse footage of a marijuana seedling growing. So, this is it, the plant that’s cost billions in order to control. Give it light, water, and soil, and away it goes

“I think it’s clear by now that the federal government needs to reclassify marijuana. People who need it should be able to get it – safely and easily,” says The Price Is Right and Power of 10 host Drew Carey in a new Reason.tv video examining medical marijuana and the war on drugs.

One of the most outrageous consequences of the war on drugs is the federal crackdown on medical marijuana, which is used by patients to help treat the effects of cancer, glaucoma, HIV-AIDS, chronic pain and nausea, and other severe symptoms associated with serious illnesses. Medical marijuana prescribed by a physician is legal in 12 states, yet federal agents are raiding state-approved dispensaries and preventing patients from having safe access to this drug.

In Episode 2 of Reason.tv’s Drew Carey Project, Drew takes a look at patients who need and use medical marijuana in California, and how the federal government is making their lives even worse.

Medical Marijuana Patient: What symptoms do you have that are relieved with medical marijuana?

A frank and open conversation with a medical marijuana recipient.

Imagine a world with no more police raids on medical growers. Where one could sit in the comfort of their own home and relax with a joint. Sadly this world doesn’t exist just yet. In this video we see a compilation of footage from the struggle to legalize a plant which has caused so many ruined lives (at the hands of police).

This man went to South Africa where he accidentally purchased 22 pounds of the Chronic for 100 US Dollars. He thought it was going to be 2 ounces. He was leaving 6 days later so he smoked joints the size of beer cans then bathed in it before he had to leave it all behind.

Watch as Grandpa Ganja tell you all about the pros and cons (what cons?) of Marijuana use.

“Weed Song”

[Krayzie Bone]
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that I feel??
Cause I’m so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And I feeling so right
Roll (roll), let’s smoke, I got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
And I just been smokin’ and smokin’
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everybody smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could be a better place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out),
Choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out)
Let’s get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)

[Chorus (Bizzy Bone):]
The weed can’t get no better (no better baby)

[Bizzy Bone]
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
Sure I need some more
Don’t make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
got the weed between the sheets
Catch me, Mary J. blessed me
Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt
Open up and what you’ll find in there (you don’t really want)
I never been in High Times (I never been in High Times)
I never been in High Times
but can you tell me that I’ve been so high all my life
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)

[Wish Bone]
I remember being a little thug
Weed, really didn’t know what it was
Then I took a puff and I realized
I should always stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like I feel, I got half on yo dime
If you got weed smoke it, I’m a real weed smoker
If it’s mine then I would
since it’s yours you could, you should
If I ain’t there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
Cause you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin’ all night, feelin’ all right
Bone Thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why I do it. Love the sky
And I soar up so high
This mornin’ I was in my bed
Bangin’ and ringin’ inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
So please don’t go away, that’s all I got to say
Is I gotta have you Mary J
Such a heavenly feelin’ I get when I’m taking fat ass blunts to the brain
Oh darlin’ I’m going insane, and I really wish we can
Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam
You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin’ but a, a really thug nigga
Nothin’ less than a killa, I’m out in front makin’ my scrilla
I’m happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
Be rippin’ the bong like me, can hit it as long as me

[Layzie Bone]
And when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and every day I wake
Niggas rollin’ up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk
So when I’m rollin’, smokin’, chokin’, just floatin’
Through the city in my drop top
Glock cocked, rollin’, just rollin’
Me and Mary Jane
It’s my world, it’s my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up,
we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin’, all, night, long