This is a song about "All organic produce"

To love me at all at all

Know you want me to fall

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

I make my own music, i even produce

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

I make my own music, i even produce,

I don't usually spit on beats man, i produce em/

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

I produce heat, it's hard from you to meet my peek,

Because before i rapped, all i did was stick out, and produce moans/

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

You can produce those masterpieces,im smashing masters and visa's while you acting diva

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