This is a song about "Bitches and snitches and weed and seed"

Of weed, then i'm a have to greed. proceed to the next stage and a feed a seed

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

The fence they was on about my rap skills

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

It’s crazy, eh? i’m satan, i’m the seed and i’m evil,

Weed smoke, booze and violence

While scheming on hits

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

And two hundred dollars ain't enough to water the seed