This is a song about "Harvest"

But i ain't get to see you today

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

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

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Another round what the song say

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

Sparkles in the darkness stardom is this planets greatest harvest

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Making harvest highly anticipated