This is a song about "Tree"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Make like a tree and leave

I'm in love with a lady who crazy

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

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

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

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

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

Away from society, cause everyone siblings in your family tree

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,