This is a song about "Grass"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Till its grass i'm underneath

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

People wonder why grass is green,

The bitches is everything in between

They all snakes in the grass

I can barely wipe my ass

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas