This is a song about "Salvador dali"

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Tree is moving because its windy

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Can't tell you where the bacon is, but the beef's on the cow

Even if it tends to be about tree

Trying to catch me riding dirty