This is a song about "What causes the seasons"

While trying to deal with life and the changes in the seasons.

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

But that's what causes the shot mane

You're not usin' your brain

Put all the rest aside, that shit causes cancer and will eat you up like panthers

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Erupts and causes a rut,

Say what you wanna but

Wishing my problems away, wiping what might causes the pain

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

The fire rages strong, the fire causes everything around me to flinch

Truth be told in this game the seasons reflect on whether or not if a nigga might change/

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

She likes the way it hits her lips

Change flow like the seasons