This is a song about "Spruce tree"

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

This is like riding through the city

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Trying to catch me riding dirty

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

Than the muse of a family

I am only your loveely tree

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

Now im sitting right under that money tree

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money