This is a song about "Garden knomes"

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

In the garden guarding my hoes

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

Your train of thought on it's crown to burn, brain's #garden #plowed for ferns

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

You're coming up pretty short, just like a garden gnome

I'm marching my people through the garden of eden//

My talent should take me places i've never been

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

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

We leaving ya in the back shed hanging by the neck with the garden hose

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

See i got more haters and nay sayers than eight lakers in boston

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?