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

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil

My rapping made you soil