This is a song about "Kush"

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Purple haze, finest kush strains, smokin' weed, sippin' lean,

I know the moves i'm making

Straining kush through dark nights while reigning

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Rub the wood and ima show em love

All this kush got us prayin jesus