This is a song about "Premium kush"

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

Catch you up on places i've been

Fuck`em kush se din

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

My kush stimulates, yours is a depressant