This is a song about "Tree nial wood"

And hide like a beast under the wood

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

Plottin' don’t even worry

Like an apple from a tree

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

I put this j in your face get a whiff of this michael

She said she dont like dick but she in d nial,