This is a song about "Plants tropism photosynthesis"

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Where all the babylon plants are under my hand

I need your love like plants need rain,

So much to say a scrabble game

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Yes im talking bout the plants

I got a green bag with them blue strands