This is a song about "Mowing grass"

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

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

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

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts