This is a song about "Evolution of trees"

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

She spends money like it grows on trees/

And all my childhood memories

When were polluting the trees,

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

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