This is a song about "Spruce tree"

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

While im bout to, go blow tree

I just might throw a big amount

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

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

Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

The good kid from the ugly city

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

And the reasons why i’m not stuck up a tree

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready