This is a song about "Pineapple kush"

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

Your developmental league don’t see a team

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

With a little bit of passion

Fuck`em kush se din

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

I don't fuck with og kush so why don't you relax

My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and