This is a song about "Dirty tree"

I'm doing the same thing

Extensive tree breathing

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Tree is moving because its windy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Cause everytime yall come around

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Same shit you said yesterday

Like an apple from a tree

But five years from now i bet she see

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

But respect is more real, and ambition the key