This is a song about "Pollute"

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Mushrooms, a plume to pollute the youth

Actual images of enemies in the gardens while i pollute the dirt

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

I don't like them other drugs, all they do is pollute