This is a song about "Garden fork"

Grab the fork like precious, and just fucking eat up,

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Fork in the road go a different route

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

The garden of eden is far, it makes me nauseous breathing,

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Do my chores... before i explore your intestines with a fork.

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I shed a tear for the pork i no longer poke with my fork,

The people gon' feel it, a leader win the building

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

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

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