This is a song about "Plants"

Where all the babylon plants are under my hand

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Yes im talking bout the plants

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

I need your love like plants need rain,

I ain't interested in fame

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips