This is a song about "Lawn mowers"

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

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

Look, by the end of this song

You get money from mowin-the lawn

And she rides me again this time for longer, i say damn girl ill never lose this boner,

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

Brown skin or a yellow-bone, dj this my favorite song

Fuck for a hour then im gone,chop shit up im mowing the lawn,

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

Like a small garage in your backyard

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

We slept on the lawn, together, when the weather was warm

From the time that you stole my heart

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb