This is a song about "Kush wind"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

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

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I smoke that cali kush/

I say that keeps me going

Fuck`em kush se din

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

Focus let me show you the light

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

I stay cold like common, blowin' with the wind

And i get it cheaper, i cop bricks like sneakers

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Niggas who be rapping how real they are