This is a song about "Plant bloggers"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Do this shit blowin up like a nuclear war plant

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

You bloggers hawk a lot of drama; we're talking it slow,

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Forget not amir the creator, who can plant a fear like a gator we all in your train

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

Take me away away

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may