This is a song about "Evolution of trees"

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Spent the rest of the afternoon drinking blowing trees

Got tired of running from the police

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

We can make more, make babies

So look at my evolution and what the fuck you are losing

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win