This is a song about "A bowl of kush"

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

They are all good like the best bowl of porridge.

Eat froot loops, i'll have a bowl, maybe two

See you was there every year when i needed you

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Now there's bits of her floating in my cereal bowl

I just ignore that illuminati shit and i just smoke a bowl

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Stack my words and pack em tight like a bowl

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students