This is a song about "Crops vs"

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Make meets ends picking crops for a penny here and then

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Minimize the population with verses that crops it to a few bit

Her name rearranged displays her fate: exile by e, there's the dang match

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

It was the streak vs the beast

No longer with us; he's deceased

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex