This is a song about "R dash trees"

U r the ass who made me learn...

To whom it may concern

No key for release

Sprouted all these money trees

Scissors, saws, razor sharp ninja sword, slice to dice and dash,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

And he started to take n' dash

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

She spends money like it grows on trees/

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts r a commotion

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees