This is a song about "Power plant"

Whats the reason man, bad apples spoiled this mango plant

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Im like a chemical plant explosion this mic ima wreack havoc

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

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

My all gold rolly or the

Plant the bomb like petunia

And all of that was okay

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

We've gon so far astray

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I am on the mic with everlasting power