This is a song about "A tree"

Sittin on a tree above your tombstone marked with your name

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Fuck that now trying get the money

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

Make like a tree and leave

Right flows down and they might go nice

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

Stop listening, waiting anxiously like sitting under a christmas tree

Run around town, looking for a guy that sell that tree,

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby