This is a song about "Hedge nettle"

Until you pawn the jezebels like cynthia hedge morrell

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

You little niggas better check my french

Rap spread fast like a rash now it's over the hedge

With these hedge trimming scissors with razor edges

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I used to hang down like a wet nettle