This is a song about "Transpiration in plants"

In his knapsack and drifted in delight.

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

In every thought, in every word

See i walked in while she creeped in.

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

In proving improvement in chunks,

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

I get in where i fit in.

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket