This is a song about "Smoking kus"

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Kus the whole world knew it was replicated

Rolling weed and smoking it too

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Smoking something like tea leaves

Smoking sticky fixtures

So you finally got the nerve

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies