This is a song about "Grass"

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

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

Stay rolling up that potent grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

People wonder why grass is green,