This is a song about "Seeds"

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

The blast a few seeds up in your coochie

The vertex cops green for less percentage then planted seeds

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

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir