This is a song about "Season"

On a fuckin' mountain where the water fountains icing

Same reason why i'm entitled, lame season i turned enticing

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

Allergic to me like i'm spring season, you need some claritin.

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

But not with my fists, i'm not a hypocrite, word's motherfucker, it's that season/

Lighting reef up like it’s god damn the holiday season..

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from