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"

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

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

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

I got pissed one day and threw piss on a guard,

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

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

Good luck on your mission and guard your backs folks

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

Pack the bong up with buds and pack the joints with leaf

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave