This is a song about "Cabbage"

You a little bitch with the fucking cabbage patch flow

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Nah pop that pussy for that cabbage

They vaguely decipher my language

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,