This is a song about "The tree of life"

Fuck the "story of your life"

Picture me lettin this chump survive

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

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Get away from the stress of life

Becoming someone you don't recognize

A damn shame, the girl can hardly spell her namethat's not our problem, that's up to brenda's family

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

In the devoid of life

Then put it into sex drive

Of the book of your life

Take her back to where i live

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody