This is a song about "Weed money bitch kush and club"

All i see is green, cash signs i mean. weed to though cant forgot about the kush bro.

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

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

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Ima smoke and exhale the kush dope,