This is a song about "Back garden"

You got reason to brag

So im'ma stand at your back

Makin money back to back

Top dropped down, black on black

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

I feed them. a long time ago i slept in the garden of eden. i yell a

Your train of thought on it's crown to burn, brain's #garden #plowed for ferns

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

I'm marching my people through the garden of eden//

Never goin back i aint ever lookin back

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Ain't no women at the shows

In the garden guarding my hoes

The garden of eden is far, it makes me nauseous breathing,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king