This is a song about "Fruits"

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Like, i got the peel so tell them fruits i got the juice you can invite em and see (vitamin c)

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

And all the fruits agree

Fuck fame, fuck money

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

Or you'll drive me crazy

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil