This is a song about "Mists tung twista"

You be get up on this fly shit baby

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

Chillin' with homies and family

Like water is to a tree,

All i want is you baby

While im bout to, go blow tree

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

Head east through asia, and start to depopulate, the inflated countries,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state