This is a song about "Harvest"

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

This is takeover meets ether

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

She say all men treat her wrong way

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I harvest like cannibal, i've turned into animal

This shit fresher than the harvest it will crush the world like a comet

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

And oh, i gotta find my way

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

The critics are calling me conscious

Preparing for the harvest. your body's carcass,

I promise to keep it honest

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest