This is a song about "Willow tree"

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

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Make like a tree and leave

Cause there'll never be peace

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Even if it tends to be about tree

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

Third ward general, young cash money

A break from what you hearing

Extensive tree breathing

Tree is moving because its windy

I reel them in, goadomes on see