This is a song about "The bittersweet tree"

Who do you pretend to be, my enemy, it's bittersweet,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I'mma catch you next time around

At the lemmon tree and it sound

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Tell them niggas they sleeping

Extensive tree breathing

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

At the root of the tree that isaac newton

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

But till then i'll be waiting under the apple tree

Wicked roots, the infant tree, strange fruit, the tension,

But then they'll get my mom for 18 years of possession

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree