This is a song about "My garden"

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

That is my wish, my fantasy.

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

They say nothings ever free

These my rhymes and my story

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

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

In the garden guarding my hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

My motherfucking doctor said i need a doctor