This is a song about "Cherry tree"

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

And the reasons why i’m not stuck up a tree

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

Chillin' with homies and family

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

You don't know me, or my family tree

Tree is moving because its windy

When you wipe your eyes see it clearly

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city