This is a song about "Soil"

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

My soil struck and it produced deadly live stream and ajna eye beams

You have laid your footprint in the soil

So pass the baby oil

Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

My rapping made you soil