This is a song about "Grass"

Educate yourselves, of africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

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

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Down in miami, with a super ho team

People wonder why grass is green,

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass