This is a song about "Garden knomes"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

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

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

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

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

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

The race war, when it's us against all of them

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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