This is a song about "Kush land"

Or something that you paid for

Or land soft as a sweater

That we can't forget the past

Going to the southern land

I flash smiles at the mean looks

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand