This is a song about "Kush queen guns knives"

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Im starting to see guns and knives

3m's on my new balance

Without the sound of guns

Epic, they used to feed me detours

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Once they accidentally find your collection of knives,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I smoke that cali kush/

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Its time to put down your knives

All the time with this glock of mines

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Behind those eyes, i see jagged knives,

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights