This is a song about "Grass"

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

Am sick of being stuck for grass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

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

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

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

People wonder why grass is green,

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

They all snakes in the grass

You can't be wiping your ass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

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