Taken from the album Black Sunday it goes without saying that this is a certified Sunday Jam. The track came from the hazy cloud of smoke that is cypress hill in 1993 embedded in what I personally think is one of the best Hip Hop albums of all time. Its dreamy, mellow back beat is the epitome of what a Sunday Jam should be. And of course the lyrics narrate at least my feelings on a Sunday. So come on, sit down, skin up & smoke ya way through ya Sunday.