This is a song about "Palm trees"

For every time they see you in the hallway and they slap your palm,

Haters must be starving nowadays i make california vietnam

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Automatic kill for pennies

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

James bond, tom ford outta haute couture

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

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

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

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

They took the "freed" and then hanged 'em up in the trees,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

Mowin down mc's, just like i grind trees