This is a song about "Palm trees"

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

She says peej stop puffin on trees!

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

Got tired of running from the police

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Im drew brees the way i blow trees

Cause there'll never be peace

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

And i know - there'll never be peace

Rideright back to the movies

When were polluting the trees,