This is a song about "Space kush"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I smoke that cali kush/

Baby, you got that super bass

I look ahead, i see outer space

Move like i’m walking with an open case

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space/

Do like a toaster put your bread down

Smoking on that kush when it's in town