This is a song about "Kush queen guns knives"

Maybe im the fucking queen

Caged, and the wonder is seen

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Take her back to where i live

Kush so purple swore it's myth

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people