This is a song about "The tree of life"

At the lemmon tree and it sound

My niggas clownbring a pound

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

Of bad bitches and good tree

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Before we see it's hard to live

Im huntin for the meaning of life

Fuck the "story of your life"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

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

Lies ahead of the wrath matched with a tree lit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that