This is a song about "Good kush and alcohol"

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

When i step up out the maserati car

But still i was a bad-kid who did alcohol and drugs.

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Know you want me to fall

That hands you weed and alcohol