This is a song about "Gavin may"

You may think i'm obliterated

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Well i may be crazy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You may say i'm crazy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Hold my tears i tried my best

And we may not be perfect

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I may not be the prettiest

I put that shit on my man

We may snooze when we can

Sorry, i may be jittery

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may