The giving tree
Once there was a tree and he loved a girl
And every day, the girl would come and she would gather his leaves
And make them into crowns and play queen of the forest
She would climb up his trunks and swing from his branches and eat apples
And they would play hide-and-go-seek and the girl loved the tree very much
And the tree was happy
But time went by and the girl grew older and the tree was often alone
Made my roots out of concrete underneath feet of whoever tried to harm me
Blood on my leaves, flood to seas
Keep it at bay with weather, my bark to my cambium ring
Dubious passion so far, but still close enough
I'ma cross arms, reach without the days it rained
I would've decayed from rays and never sprouted to my tallest peak
It can't all be peach, the fruit bore more pendant than lemon, but darker than coffee beans
Telepathically, interacting speech with all flora in parts of the galaxy
From the palms that part the street to banging to South Asia
Resemblin' my limbs and feet to my locks
My all-around being and all of my darkest feats
Crazy, but keeps me alive once died described as my heart beneath my xylem scene
So what were you taught with us?
Arbitrarily arbiter auctionin' off all of my style and seed
This the same apple that put the white bitch into eternal sleep
This the same stomp that introduced the curb to a cracker skull and smashed out all its pearly teeth
You motherfuckers could only dream of offin' me
Wake you up out your slumber with the sawed-off at 3
Like the doctor did, dollar bill to pocket that sixty G's
I was supposed to get some pussy tonight
But your mouth wrote a check you couldn't cash and ended up booking a flight
And TSA let me by with the tool cooked in a pie
Another pussy could die
I'll let you by whenever coochie could fly
But the only wings you niggas ever had was when the two-piece was fried
And then I'ma fuck a bitch all up out of her fuckin' wig
Then I'ma give her five
Exposed brick all inside a nigga crib, bitch, like I live outside
Tried to say I can't do it again, shit, I done did it thrice
And if you broke, nigga, that shit ain't gon' get fixed gettin' dipped in rice
Oh, she surprised
That nigga in the front with no stunt like a brand-new Libra prize
We had to sneak inside with a fifty tied to my back 'cause it match my beeper side
Put a key in drive, need every point that equate to the weight
Even off each seat I find
Like a nigga keep a P and dimes
This intend to distribute it 'til we seein' every equals sign
To pique your interest, rise
I bequeath a nigga for way cheaper than MrBeast said he could price
I'ma need that at least a five
Make sure only three survive to tell the story how I sleeped his guys
Tryna eat, nigga, feast your eyes
What I keep all neat, I hide, all synchronized
And if you can't take the heat outside
Find the nearest shade underneath of what the givin' tree provide
"Cut down my trunk and make a boat," said the tree
"Then you can sail away and be happy"
And so the girl cut down his trunk and made a boat and sailed away
And the tree was happy, but not really
