This is a song about "Seeds"

The blast a few seeds up in your coochie

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Crows pick up the seeds & sow fellows in october/

The vertex cops green for less percentage then planted seeds

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

Seeds and roots and leaves of money trees, cream by any means,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

You know that love is a very serious thing

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping