This is a song about "Olive garden"

When you've made so many mistakes in life and you just want a clean slate!

Growing up to be a president but now im a resident of the garden state

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Your train of thought on it's crown to burn, brain's #garden #plowed for ferns

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

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

The garden of eden is far, it makes me nauseous breathing,

And so it's back to mcdonald's and every month dealing

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

We leaving ya in the back shed hanging by the neck with the garden hose

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done