This is a song about "Legal grass magician"

That's why we got washington and california tryna make marijuana legal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

People wonder why grass is green,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Standing down low wishin u could disapear like a magician

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

Once so legal now its fuck people

And everything is purple

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass