This is a song about "Bakroll n kush"

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

I smoke that cali kush/

I flash smiles at the mean looks

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,

My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques