This is a song about "Clover"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

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

All ready to blow, ruler of the clover

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Inside you is your own clover.

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

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

Crash, now i hold a burnt clover

And the streets is getting colder