This is a song about "Grass"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

They claim it as their own, africa

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Where her shadow cast, when she lands she'll smash like glass into the grass.

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

They all snakes in the grass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

But i let off everything i have

Till its grass i'm underneath

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams