This is a song about "Falling leaves"

And money trees destroy us, hate leaks through the leaves,

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

At least not until my mom leaves

Shit, in this white man's world

Falling through the sky headfirst

Gotta go, let her leave

Smoking something like tea leaves

Cystals dripping off a purple leaves

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I can see the sun falling

Never knew why i was falling

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Never knew why i was falling

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win