This is a song about "Blwin trees"

I don't go on walks just to look at trees.

Automatic kill for pennies

But soon he was stunned and surrounded by trees

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

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

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Suppress your airways with #scented #debris lungs full of #ganja #trees

Trees, flowers , sky and light

You gotta make sure you aim right

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

She spends money like it grows on trees/