This is a song about "Clover"

Inside you is your own clover.

See, i like the person that you are

No rules to cage me up with my four-leaved clover

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

You waiting for war to be over but my three leaf clover says that me

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

All ready to blow, ruler of the clover

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

You were my lucky charm, you were my four leaf clover