This is a song about "Plants using the words respiration and photosynthisis"

And the flow don't mean nothing unless the right words are chose

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Take my words and pass the message:

You bitches using rocks and i don't mean chiseling

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

And here's the fact that i'm fighting back using music to expose your ass

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I flash smiles at the mean looks

And your brain you better be using yours,

And i'd never use the words, they're degrading and scary,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I'm using your words,as a verbal attack,

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Watch in shock when the words just come and i jot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block