This is a song about "Tree fiddy"

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I am only your loveely tree

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Where you belong with your family

You don't know me, or my family tree

While im bout to, go blow tree

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

So i can tear down a fuckin tree,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

They say i talk like im god body

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby