This is a song about "Mowing the lawn"

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

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

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

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

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

I'm the doctor you my nurse in a uniform

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga