This is a song about "Withered"

See, even if the ground below me withered away

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

And don't stop consider why these hills are withered and

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

This prison has withered the children in need to be filled with a dinner, you see?

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city