This is a song about "The season fall"

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

There's hard work to be done during the season of inundation

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

This is the season for noise pollution contamination

I also have a cutie to call

The block pop, so da strip fall.

They'll see when they cant take the fall

Didn't do a thing at all

Imma ball to the day i fall

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

With our backs against the wall, we're stacked up 'till we fall,

I guess it's that time of the season

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Rhyming over reason, is the season, its my philosophy