This is a song about "Sunflower seeds"

There's chronic seeds in my pockets, i should probably lay low

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

And most importantly we gotta sow tolerant seeds

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Watch over our trendy seeds

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

I shoot seeds at rappers

The birds i knew flip birds

I've talked about this before, poison in the seeds,

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping

And getting money is the song i sing

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

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats