This is a song about "Olive garden"

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Use the salt thats in all of you, make that drink with an olive to

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

I'm marching my people through the garden of eden//

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

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

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

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

You're coming up pretty short, just like a garden gnome

Think i’m bout to blow, they call me george from boston

I started a fire now all thats left is the garden

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

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one