This is a song about "Go kush"

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

See, i like the person that you are

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

I promise to keep it honest

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant

8 in the morning when that street clock bust