This is a song about "Tree beard"

A military mind mean money

Even if it tends to be about tree

Could i make you my baby

Like water is to a tree,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Of bad bitches and good tree

I’m tryna be low key

Won't shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn't hear me

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

At the lemmon tree and it sound

All my other people that dance around

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

She leave her hair in the sink

Sitting in igloo growing a beard