This is a song about "June"

By a crackhead named june

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

She say all men treat her wrong way

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

June to september was the period of the flood

I've got so much to say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

But i dont never play

With foreign names, valet the range

Starting on june the 15th

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Second week of june decided your weakness, fools