This is a song about "R dash trees"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

L y r i to the c

Than the muse of a family

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

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

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

And he started to take n' dash

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass