This is a song about "Harvest"

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Sparkles in the darkness stardom is this planets greatest harvest

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

We've gon so far astray

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I harvest like cannibal, i've turned into animal

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Pain you'll harvest, cause you're the artist's new target

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may