This is a song about "Premium kush"

Kush and oj blaring through the speakers

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Yeezy taught em well, now we smoking that kush

Spit to the premium hear it, and every minute's the limit,

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

Kush so purple swore it's myth

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say

Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane