This is a song about "Northern ireland"

Smokin' on that kush, man the weed is northern lights,

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

20$ for a small coffee, it's whiter than ireland

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Need some northern lights or that purple og?

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

From ireland but i'll land, running

Tell her family she ran away to the out back of northern territory

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Under heavy strobe northern nights

Paper planes, long flights