This is a song about "Clovers and seeds"

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Don't smoke weed, just grow trees, sow seeds,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

And most importantly we gotta sow tolerant seeds

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Grab the scissors and saws and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

And she throws up whatever she eats

Watch over our trendy seeds