This is a song about "Harvest"

Round my motherfuckin way

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

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

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

You know...you know who you are

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

Sparkles in the darkness stardom is this planets greatest harvest

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Making harvest highly anticipated

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Preparing for the harvest. your body's carcass,