This is a song about "Kush god"

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

Now move back over here to the right

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Smoking on that kush when it's in town

All i wanted to do was get that trick down