This is a song about "Kush n money"

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

As i'm watching the snow fall

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

My direction good, well-rounded type

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string