This is a song about "Grass"

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

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

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

They all snakes in the grass

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

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

Your life is a product of trash

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,