This is a song about "Iffy azalea"

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Ima a pig your a plant the words you say i've herbivore

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

You don't know me, or my family tree

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

That fairy tale ending with a knight in shining armor

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Whats the reason man, bad apples spoiled this mango plant