This is a song about "Hugging trees"

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Quit touching, we ain't hugging.

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Dead trees or living trees, barbed wire or rusted fence

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

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

Spit flame causing forest fores these rappers talkin smokin trees

And see him hugging on someone is what i don't like

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight