This is a song about "Soil"

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

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

Smoking a fattie doob from the soil of chernobyl

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

You have laid your footprint in the soil

My rapping made you soil

So pass the baby oil