This is a song about "June 28 1914"

Forgot the consequences but fuck the feminine pussies, they're only here because of a broken condom,

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

When love comes callin', don’t look away

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

I fired my weaponstarted steppin' in the hurricanei got shot so i droppedfeelin' a burst of pain

Damn angrily casually cause havoc, a raw savage from a zoo shelter, like hugh hefner i keep it up

I mobilized violence to monopolise power any nigga neck and neck with me got his thoat cut/

Second week of june decided your weakness, fools

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes