This is a song about "Premium kush"

I know that love it could begin

Fuck`em kush se din

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Pop pills and smoke a million kush blunts

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

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

The way she walks and causes a fuss

All this kush got us prayin jesus

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,