This is a song about "Grass"

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

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

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

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

My all gold rolly or the

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass