This is a song about "Saving the trees"

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

They took the "freed" and then hanged 'em up in the trees,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

Please, we avoid pagan the pace is far more amazing

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

When were polluting the trees,

Rideright back to the movies

And these sweet trees bring the kid enlightenment.

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

That reminds me of the bodies from them poplar trees,

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

I let her fuck the homies while i blow them trees