This is a song about "Through the pine trees"

Go tell the motherfuckers cuttin down all the trees

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

It reminds me of the crops from the poplar trees,

Stay my mind hazy blazing tastey pine

Paid homage to the struggle that's before mine

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

As the wind in the trees continues to moan

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Taking krakkens down the size of sequoia trees

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

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