Oliver Tree
Your entire life in a song
[Intro: Tree]
Earth to glow heart
The worlds corrupt

[Verse: Tree]
It hits so hard, I slip and I fall
Knocked into place like a brick in the wall
Caught in a hard spot
Smoke 'n on the mic like its not spoke
Broke in on the bike I'm all sketched
So don't bet all your wager cause
Sketch is my second nature
My first is Tree that's my whole name
Riding soul from the grave you could call me cold train
I'm a jazz cat stash that half-ass stuff
I don't really wanna touch no bam shrag cut with drano
Say no more, I fuck your rhymes in the ass till the syllable sore
I'm still in this for, my own fucking gratitude
That is rude, but that is me with the mastery
Had to be, I'm master ill with my master card
So suck my dick like a baby blue avatar