This is a song about "Eat the garden"

Nightmare on any street

Dont have the strength to eat

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Cassidys in disses to teach me to eat the masters to pieces

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?

Me and my microphone could be one

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

Eat the shit i funnel from my ass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class