This is a song about "Weeping willow tree"

Eaten leaves and picking my nose but now im fucking weeping/

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Because you want lexi to cuddle you while you're weeping aside

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

I'm seeking to sneak in, but i'm weeping when i peep the scene

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Third ward general, young cash money

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Even if it tends to be about tree

Then get out your seat and jump around

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Looking at your money

Of bad bitches and good tree