This is a song about "Cutting down trees"

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Got tired of running from the police

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Got the blacksmith cutting me some axes,

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

And i know - there'll never be peace

Climb these trees, fall from grace

And i just love your flashy ways

Cutting the bull like me and the blade double teaming the ox

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Sprouted all these money trees

4-3... yea, remember that please