This is a song about "Weeping willow tree"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

I re-decide to meet her, now weeping on this car-pet

I drive that all around

At the lemmon tree and it sound

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Third ward general, young cash money

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

Stepsister that blister to kilo kesh and willow

She said it really dont matter if its real though

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

We might be back in this baby

Even if it tends to be about tree

While im bout to, go blow tree

And its simple as that baby