This is a song about "Blowing kush"

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

While i be blowing buzz, you be blowing your bloody nose, bitch

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Newest of sneakers, you consuming the bleachers

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Its busting blowing up your desires

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Fuck`em kush se din

With a little bit of passion

This is how she want to live

Kush so purple swore it's myth