This is a song about "Pine lawn"

At the lawn, till dawn, to see you respawn,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Than a new song im on the grass so i'm on the lawn

Where your girl at now?3 pills down that's on meand it wouldn't be a song

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Will grow a few stalks, quality mushrooms on your lawn...

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

These rappers will tell you how green their lawn stay, but twist the hose,

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here

A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Round the world you better call me the lawn dart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark