This is a song about "Spruce tree"

Tree is moving because its windy

Then asking my identity

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

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

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

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

While im bout to, go blow tree

20 racks really thats sneaker money

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Like what i just did on your front lawn's tree/

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Malia family, we the family

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty