This is a song about "Kush and cash"

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Like money, cash, and shit all was real

What i spend my cash on, my nikes and big tees

And i know - there'll never be peace

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Took my items to the cash stand, and pulled out my change

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

And still make you pay cash from your wallet,

Slumdog far apart any sub par

I'm on that good kush and alcohol