This is a song about "Garden walls"

Took me a while just to write those

In the garden guarding my hoes

What up girl, tell me how you been

Breaking walls like samson

When the walls came crashing

Why not me the same thing

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

I'm pinning notes on emcees' rooms, red all on their white walls,

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

Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

My minds gone evil. you changed with the season

I can't ascend to the garden of eden?

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden