This is a song about "Lawn"

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Reminiscent of hova feminists hover around me 'cause i kill women with a lawn mower/

Will grow a few stalks, quality mushrooms on your lawn...

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

These rappers will tell you how green their lawn stay, but twist the hose,

These rappers will tell you how green their lawn stay, but twist the hose,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

Snappin bingers on my lawn, we can blaze all day (hugh?)/

I mow wannabes down like a lawn

I know the world gets cold and the days get long