This is a song about "Grass"

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

People wonder why grass is green,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

I damage ya on camera, in compton, in canada

And laugh my ass off on this grass i'm packin' with stamina

Just put your hand on the glass

They all snakes in the grass

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

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

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

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