This is a song about "Spruce tree"

But he don't rule a thing

Extensive tree breathing

Or you'll drive me crazy

While im bout to, go blow tree

Like water is to a tree,

Plottin' don’t even worry

Even if it tends to be about tree

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

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

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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