This is a song about "Legal grass magician"

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I'm not stupid or easy but i'm still green as the grass,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Like a magician, critics i turn to crickets

Am sick of being stuck for grass

She graduated top of the class

Like a magician she along with alcoholism

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million