This is a song about "Grass"

We vegetables, on them record labels

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

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

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Bring your pen and your weed stash

They all snakes in the grass

Got her going down, no teeth

Till its grass i'm underneath

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

See her man face-to-face through the glass

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

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

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