This is a song about "More kush"

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

Then some lady named billie holiday

I'm on that good kush and alcohol

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

It ain't where i been

Fuck`em kush se din

I smoke that cali kush/

I flash smiles at the mean looks

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

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

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

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge