This is a song about "Photosynthesis and respiration"

Big homie hov said i am close

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Cardiac arrest, respiration, you'll be oxygen chasing

Dc star, a pg legend

Grab the scissors and saws and

And once i'm dead and gone

We at the top where we belong

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

And get it again and again

Hopin' that my niggas see

Living young and wild and free

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

She can only live for the moment

And remember what i said and