This is a song about "Fresh cut grass"

The science and the art, africa

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

There’s no looking out, got cut,

What, what ... project shit what

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Fresh out the cut without the surgery

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Thinking you dope , thinking you fresh,

They at the same spot they making no progress