This is a song about "Spruce grove"

You fly like the spruce goose, you also both know how to fail/

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

This one, not so smooth he will not approve, in a messy grove

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Chasing myself, im in the grove its how i let loose, now i fit the shoes

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Chopping my style down like spruce wood