This is a song about "Kush wind"

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

She prayed on me passing that bar

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

I flash smiles at the mean looks

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

This fire ass kush is finna get seared