This is a song about "Birch trees"

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees

But soon he was stunned and surrounded by trees

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

While i'm eating some cheese and watch the trees

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Not likely like stay long please

When were polluting the trees,

Got tired of running from the police

Im drew brees the way i blow trees