This is a song about "Sunflower seeds"

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping

At school my teacher would try to plant seeds of wisdom,

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

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

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

There's chronic seeds in me pockets; it's best that a nigga lay low

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

And most importantly we gotta sow tolerant seeds

Just to see, these metaphors spread a course like mustard seeds

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets