But you won't get nothing from me like i'm up in a tree like a blushiing kiddie,
Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree
Gonna slap you with this hockey stick,
Killing these niggas off quick
That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see
My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey
And the discography, somethin' you got to see
But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree
Sendin kanye to the frozen aisle for some fish sticks
From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks
They said seven tracks, i said fifteen
Are your a guy that sticks to green?
Of bad bitches and good tree
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free
Yeah hail mary full of grace
Pinning and sticks in its ways
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