This is a song about "Seed"

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

On your back like i'm acne, shit your pants like i'm flax seed

Plant my lyrical seed ,and watch my flow sprout, got that dope sound,

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Have no souls indeed

Bitches ima suck seed

It’s all i need, i still need something to feed this seed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Competition on the court

How can a seed sprout without support?

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Some don't even grow up and share there seed,