This is a song about "Golden magical kush"

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Magical sentences

All we need is convienient love

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Mohammed got a little mac, don't get your shoulder popped

I just want to wave a magical wand and be confidant

When something is broken

Played like a deck, your cards were golden,

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

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

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours