This is a song about "Spruce tree"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

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

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

I got bigger problems baby

It's a battlejust for tha big money

I am only your loveely tree

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Now im sitting right under that money tree

Of bad bitches and good tree

This is like riding through the city

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

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

Make like a tree and leave

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy