This is a song about "Tree top"

Now im sitting right under that money tree

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Even if it tends to be about tree

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Like an apple from a tree

Do you think i'm crazy

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

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

Like what i just did on your front lawn's tree/

You see now that nigga lonely

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Tree is moving because its windy

And the reasons why i’m not stuck up a tree

Of the vhs especially during sex baby