This is a song about "Kush stick"

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

And getting money is the song i sing

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Finest kush and ice, nigga we alright,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

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

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

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

Fuck`em kush se din

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your girl calls it hockey stick

But it seems like a scene outta flick