This is a song about "Partridge in a pear tree"

Your such a prick your family tree needs killing,

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

But you won't get nothing from me like i'm up in a tree like a blushiing kiddie,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Height of my lean, tall as a palm tree

Like water is to a tree,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

A bird swooped to the tree of truth, carried and flew,

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

When i sneezed and rammed right into a tree.

Yeah, it's all natural baby