This is a song about "Old plant"

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Plant the bomb like petunia

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

But i ain't get to see you today

Aint doing time for a plant

Trying hard to speak and

Since i was a day old,

Black woman you cold