This is a song about "Dark trees"

When were polluting the trees,

I'm sharper than shark teeth

You're that secret place

Climb these trees, fall from grace

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

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

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

You probably don't even know who brought rap into smoking trees,

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Know give me a head start

I talk to myself in the dark