This is a song about "Seasons"

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

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

Not the change of the seasons but the suns that shine

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

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

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

Change flow like the seasons

All green nigga pick six

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

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

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

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons