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

Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Run around town, looking for a guy that sell that tree,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I swear they think i'm crazy

Like an apple from a tree

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

Your such a prick your family tree needs killing,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

And niggas flashing crazy