This is a song about "Kush and my crew"

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,

New canvas she need a new stroke

Myself and my crew til the very end

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Yea my crew vexed, crew vexed

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

If you come up and hang with my crew, you're walkin' 'round killers,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

I got money my crew and all the fans

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you