This is a song about "Jumping of a tree"

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Let me see bitches jumping of their seats

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

A bird swooped to the tree of truth, carried and flew,

So after this battle i’m light him up like a christmas tree,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

She say she love me more than anything

I get it jumping like a lemur leaping

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Tree branch of twists and bends,

I think you and your friends