This is a song about "Grass"

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

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

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Is written in our souls, africa

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass