This is a song about "A tree grows in brooklyn"

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Its was a cold night in brooklyn when i first set out

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Watching through a window, on the tree i sit in prone

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

My first kill was my neighbor's dog tied to a tree.

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Stop listening, waiting anxiously like sitting under a christmas tree

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

Unify them, mob through, take over and