This is a song about "Garden walls"

Huh, a metaphor of course

Banging bitches on my walls

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?

I hit your block and we can box for fun

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

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

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Sometimes i run into walls until my body goes into cardiac arrest

This demon's dick rips through anything, including vaginal walls

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Through the walls these ghosts drown

No reason to be around

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

Got shows on top of shows

In the garden guarding my hoes