This is a song about "Kush life"

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Smoking on that kush when it's in town

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Purple haze, finest kush strains, smokin' weed, sippin' lean,

Kush so purple swore it's myth

Crazy talking and foolish