This is a song about "Kush life"

Just to let you know, you are

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

We getting money, you can face the facts

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

I light up the mic like it's kush or i'm smokin' bones,

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

I turned into something they never became

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

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