This is a song about "Tree climbing muppet hockey sticks from denver"

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Of bad bitches and good tree

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

Your girl calls it hockey stick

Still listen to big

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Sendin kanye to the frozen aisle for some fish sticks

I call her, no answer

I'm climbing up this ladder

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

Of cigarettes, cancer sticks, almighty fire with no smoke