This is a song about "Palm tree destroyer"

While im bout to, go blow tree

Bitch, they call it motor city

Like an apple from a tree

Hopin' that my niggas see

Let me rideuntil i get free

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Ya’ll gonna suffer flood if i spit on my palm

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

He's tensed up all white with a note in his palm

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

Like water is to a tree,

I'm on i-80 though with my baby