This is a song about "Mowing the lawn"

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

For the most part those blocks get bogart

I bring the heat like the

Thug for life nigga

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Than a new song im on the grass so i'm on the lawn

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga