This is a song about "Khalifa kush"

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

With a little bit of passion

Fuck`em kush se din

Real light jab to opponents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Taller than burj khalifa, look at all the shit i built