This is a song about "Kareem and jawa sitting on a tree"

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

Sittin on a tree above your tombstone marked with your name

And the reasons why i’m not stuck up a tree

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Your family tree must be a cactus cause everyone on it is a prick.

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

And ya'll don't know no beef

Make like a tree and leave

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Pop a squat sitting on a gucci couch

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

I started when i would take a note book and hide under a tree