This is a song about "My garden"

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

Then you're fucking confused,

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

It's even more beautiful than the garden of eden.

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

See my pain through my eyes,

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

That is my wish, my fantasy.

It's a battlejust for tha big money

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration