Molly in the trees make it hard to leave
I need a blues clue like my nigga steve
These niggas like to bark but they aint chopping trees
Smoking on the pines need a canopy
Depression swear its tryna get the best of me
I gave this shit my all but nothings left for me
Take my love and then somehow you end up regretting me
Can you believe that shit
Man they can keep that shit
I don need i don need i don need that bitch
Wun fucking with me but sharing my tree
Laying in my leaves
No love with a V
My ex is for free
Your head got a fee
Stuck in the trees up for days
I do not know what to say
I want that bitch on my own
Fuck her now she is my clone
Let her go out in the wind
Populate all of her friends
The forest is growing within
The forest is growing within