This is a song about "Plant"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Plant the bomb like petunia

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

She say all men treat her wrong way

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

If i could, i'd plant some greens over all their fucking riches

I swear i'm coming back one day

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

For those you claim friends commit, get in the thunder cold, plant the rows

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most