This is a song about "Grass"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

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

Why probe our ass

They all snakes in the grass

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

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Caged, and the wonder is seen

People wonder why grass is green,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!