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

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

To get the green into my hands, the money trees i recognize,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Into glimmers of ma dark past,

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

Stuck like stumps of trees with a bitch that's prolly bad as fuck

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Frontal into a jugful of rubble.