This is a song about "Overdose flying dying kush"

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

On cloud 9 smoking all this kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I smoke that cali kush/

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Not a moment pass without feel like dying

Makes me feel like im flying

I do the right thing

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush