This is a song about "Kush in my lings"

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

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Off 2 blunts kush and hash in each one now i'm fucked up

Visions, dreams of passion

Fuck`em kush se din

All this kush got us prayin jesus

On the slow jam of love

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Kush is packed up bic in my pocket. im so high, oh so high, im a fly guy.

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Hey baby girl what it look like

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,