This is a song about "Booze and trees"

And when theres booze their is boobs

A far reach from them rap dudes

Trees, flowers , sky and light

And if i want to go outside

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

At peace with earth i burn these trees and turn to incense

And it ain't news that my brews enthuse dudes who abuse booze

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

You couldn't live your life for the moment

And these sweet trees bring the kid enlightenment.

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Burn trees all day and then bump the flog gnaw