This is a song about "Primary growth secondary growth leaf and cuticle guard cell and stoma stem roots and leaves woody and no woodsy plants"

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

I drink blood, and im parched, so you better guard

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Why hear a commentary about the truth and its evil roots?

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,