This is a song about "Oak trees"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Suppress your airways with #scented #debris lungs full of #ganja #trees

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Puffing trees to get me high as trapeze

Got tired of running from the police

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

You forgotten oak, you're blocked from hope or caught emotions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees