This is a song about "Soil"

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

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

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

You have laid your footprint in the soil

My balls get lubed in oil

My rapping made you soil