This is a song about "Garden of dabs"

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

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

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

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,

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

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

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

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

Tryna stay clear of my foes

In the garden guarding my hoes

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from