This is a song about "Grass"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

To the point that you ran out of hope, you were a high grass

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

To the point that you ran out of hope, you were a high grass

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

People wonder why grass is green,