This is a song about "Sacred forest"

Smoke the trees like forest fires, they provide a golden fleece,

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

It's her eyes and smile that looks like sacred treasure

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Spit flame causing forest fores these rappers talkin smokin trees

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I could hold you down in a forest or a field

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Got mo honey than a forest with a billiooon bears

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

Pretending its fucking sacred

Or who did, cause i did