This is a song about "Marie june"

So, they hate and they say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

By a crackhead named june

Self made coming soon

June to september was the period of the flood

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

She do everything i say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Starting on june the 15th

Second week of june decided your weakness, fools

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots