This is a song about "Eat the garden"

We never can eat on the carpet

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Off the streets , but then remember the devil still needs to eat.

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Eat your bread and spread the threat that theres a price

Im quiet but dont make no mistakes, fuck with me, ill stick you with this blade.

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

It's even more beautiful than the garden of eden.

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

So don't be surprised when i eat your liver, on the spot

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Eat her out, now she's the table

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful