This is a song about "Grass"

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

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

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

Our children must be taught, of africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

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

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass