This is a song about "Watermelon seed"

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

To prove i wasn't my fathers seed

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

My favorite color is watermelon, if you know what i mean

Ate a watermelon seed

Nightmare on any street

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Meant for me/ fucking bitch couldn't even love her own seed/

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

But for the people who are seen as a corrupt seed/

And got poppy seed fields with million dollar bills

The fence they was on about my rap skills