This is a song about "Garden international school"

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

I feed them. a long time ago i slept in the garden of eden. i yell a

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

I guess she couldn't answer cause i can't call international

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

While we going through the school

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

That's the sound of my tool

My friends were off at school

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

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