This is a song about "Harvest"

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

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

Sparkles in the darkness stardom is this planets greatest harvest

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

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

And there's little to be glad for

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

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

I harvest like cannibal, i've turned into animal

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Preparing for the harvest. your body's carcass,

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

All up under the covers day