This is a song about "Tree cutter"

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

I'm not too good at this, ill just smoke some tree

I think you and your friends

Tree branch of twists and bends,

Like hoes down in magic city

Even if it tends to be about tree

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

A military mind mean money

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Now im sitting right under that money tree

They say nothings ever free

Of bad bitches and good tree

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

It was just another party

Never get a card n i'll still smoke a tree.

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free