This is a song about "Kush land"

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Kush so purple swore it's myth

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Fuck`em kush se din

And the reason that i'm going

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Sweatin' me like headband

My god made the sea and land

No sweat like a headband

The downfall of our free land