This is a song about "Benefits of genetically engineered plants"

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Return of the king of flow

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

My girl is bow-legged, just do it like bo jackson

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Mentally i'm just a psycho lyricist with the benefits/

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

No benefits still a nigga had hissy fit

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

You're not usin' your brain

I need your love like plants need rain,

I used to have a nine to five

Of the book of your life

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Instead of living this life of violent crime