This is a song about "Evolution of plants into trees"

Of dissecting jeff beck into small compact sections

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Frontal into a jugful of rubble.

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Sprouted all these money trees

Ima let her be by herself in peace

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Evaporates into a heap of steam

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Anto diss and evolution bar, fucking awesome

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,