This is a song about "Bubba kush"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

This be the realest shit i ever wrote

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,

It ain't where i been

Fuck`em kush se din

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Third ward general, young cash money

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Fuck`em kush se din

She all on my skin