This is a song about "Oak trees"

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

Sprouted all these money trees

4-3... yea, remember that please

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

So im spittin over beats and smoking trees

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

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

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

I enjoy the headline phrase cali trees ablaze

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

Trees, flowers , sky and light

I don't go on walks just to look at trees.

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees