This is a song about "Spruce tree"

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

That's the way, you can move it baby

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Im gonna knock yo ass down like a heavy tumbling tree

And every nigga that i hung with just use me for bail

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

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

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

Of bad bitches and good tree

Summertime in the city

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

While im bout to, go blow tree

Take your time when you’re with me baby