This is a song about "Grass"

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

My lazy ass don't blaze the grass and drink whole bottles,

One of the coldest to mix pro-tools with your vocals

Till its grass i'm underneath

That'll do anything that i please

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

They all snakes in the grass

I can barely wipe my ass