This is a song about "Wambling fern"

And it begins to phase him more each day

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Ambassador of disaster controversy flows thought my vascular

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Put my foot in your casket

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

We've got one foot on the ground and we've got one foot in the grave

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Let's sweat out this alcohol, bet i'm about to ball

Rub my back, then let me lay

‘cause it’s not going away

No one knows what to say

One day i'll go away.........