This is a song about "Smoke some trees"

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Haters, ya you got some, smoke it all you want some?

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

And be the one everyone would wanna go smoke some of.

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably

Where rules get followed

I smoke on the best smoke

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Strong will, big dreams, don't let it fizzle behind some ill-willed smoke screen

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

While i'm eating some cheese and watch the trees

I got something you've been waiting for

But i'm heavyweight i can smoke some more