This is a song about "Broken trees"

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

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

I told him get his 9 and run

Are grieving and broken

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

Tryna find the one

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Spit flame causing forest fores these rappers talkin smokin trees

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

Got tired of running from the police

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Sprouted all these money trees