This is a song about "Grass"

But i let off everything i have

Stay rolling up that potent grass

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

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

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

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

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Am sick of being stuck for grass