This is a song about "Springfree trampoline"

I took my number, i waited in line

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

So while the world goes drake crazy

Tree is moving because its windy

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Inferior, but i'm nice

Make like a tree and leave

Contributing the real shit

To jump up and throw a fit

Extensive tree breathing

Bun b, i’m underground king

Start whine, my gyal, start whine

I cant think of the next line...