This is a song about "Grass cutting"

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Cutting class for the pool

The thugs say i'm cool

I'm not stupid or easy but i'm still green as the grass,

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

Your life is a product of trash

Am sick of being stuck for grass