This is a song about "Lawn"

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

At the lawn, till dawn, to see you respawn,

From the time that you stole my heart

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

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

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

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

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

I mow wannabes down like a lawn

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

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

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long