This is a song about "Forest"

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

The forest looking for those pearly gates.

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

I think i just started some verbal forest fires,

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

I'm jizzling liquid like my dick is a forest

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires