This is a song about "The tree that sees everything"

All homies that smoke tree nigga they soaring

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I put that on everything

She sees the world through a dirty window

My new flow bought hublots below zero

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Can't seem to find a solid ground

Sees the sky in nine dimensions

It's moe, all i need is more chips