This is a song about "Through the pine trees"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Tied to the pine, with already a broken spine, your screwed

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

And i got blown like the leaves on the trees is,

Oh its over whole time she knows this

You pussies ain't shit but venereal disease

That reminds me of the bodies from them poplar trees,

I'm smoking all the trees.....and i ain't leaving any oxygen

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees