This is a song about "Legal grass magician"

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

Till its grass i'm underneath

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

I'm a lyrical magician with serial precision

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So you can envision magician ammunition

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket