This is a song about "June 6th"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Been trying to rap since i was in the 6th grade with the young fade

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

She will never get by, no how no way

June to september was the period of the flood

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I spit bars to 6th power like boron

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Had a threesome in my 6th bar, all in 1 thread

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

Youre witnessing the 6th deadly venom

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

I spit bars to 6th power like boron