This is a song about "Cabbage"

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Prognosis not good, mam, your son is a cabbage

Nah pop that pussy for that cabbage

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

The gangsters are scared of upsetting they industry masters

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

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

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

You a little bitch with the fucking cabbage patch flow