This is a song about "Palm tree destroyer"

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

I'll shoot those lyrics out your palm, never been doubted wrong,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

We might be back in this baby

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

While im bout to, go blow tree

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

I'm abstrakt, destroyer of names and faces

It's in the palm of your hand now baby

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see