This is a song about "Seasons"

Truth be told in this game the seasons reflect on whether or not if a nigga might change/

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

While trying to deal with life and the changes in the seasons.

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Change flow like the seasons

I'll split when my brain weakens it's insane seasons

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Not the change of the seasons but the suns that shine

Waiting for the seasons to weaken it seems like a good idea

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Evils places my piece set in stone like the four seasons/