Devon got it for Jimi, a lot. Near the end of his life, he went to Maui, where he and a whole slew of others, smoked weed and tripped for a month straight. I know a lot about him, and he was scared of hard-drugs. People always slipped him stuff, thinking that he would want to get high. Someone slipped him something and then he came on stage and said, "I'm sorry, but we can't get it together tonight." This was for a benefit for the Black Panthers in early 1970. He went to a party the night he died and all the witnesses there said he had a big bag of weed.