This is a song about "Peter plants"

I need your love like plants need rain,

I'll never call you bitch again

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Your old fashion, jurassic rap is #panned without the #peter,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Pick one, peter piper. and pick a peck of pickled peppers.

And bang a rang to peter pan

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Spit rounds gotchu dancing prancing peter pan type shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot