This is a song about "Harvest"

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

You make a nigga's night turn day

But i ain't get to see you today

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

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

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

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

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

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

Preparing for the harvest. your body's carcass,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

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