This is a song about "Maple trees"

She spends money like it grows on trees/

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

This is no trial, this a closed case

Climb these trees, fall from grace

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Got tired of running from the police

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

I have that maple syrup urine disease,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees