This is a song about "Sunflower seeds"

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

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

The blast a few seeds up in your coochie

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

So you finally got the nerve

I shoot seeds at rappers

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

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

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

The vertex cops green for less percentage then planted seeds

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

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

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

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets