This is a song about "Tying up my cat to a tree"

While im bout to, go blow tree

Looking at your money

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

Under a tree, for everyone to see,

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Height of my lean, tall as a palm tree

Summertime in the city

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Is gettin' lit up like mike jackson's hair hangin' off a christmas tree,