This is a song about "Forest hills"

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Steepen hills and silence sounds, we fostered throughout daydreams

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Dip tho cause her pussy was a forest

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold,

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

And i got cheeks so apple red they'd make her run for the hills,

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Smoke the trees like forest fires, they provide a golden fleece,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

My rhyming skills are mine and ill, i'll leave you climbing hills,

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes