Oak Tree

Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh You my oak tree, you my misbelieve You my collard green, you the song I sing You the front porch, you like a green lawn You a sweet hello from my first love I wake up early in the morning, hot from global warmin' Wet sheets, that heat, it stink like dank in summer Cutlass, so reckless, my compass, my atlas Got a vulgar disposition, so listen, this shit be hittin', say nut What's up? Make sure you eat yo' fruit-fruit and yo' vegetables You freakin' cannibal, animals be people too Conversations do like water, contaminated by slaughter of the martyrs Girl, go watch your sister and your baby brother They are comin' out the gutter, slick, they slick like yellow butter That shit come with a cutter, massage your temple, grab your nozzle It's about to get fuzzy, your conscious will come up with something To protect you from these motherfuckers, it's time for summer You my oak tree, you my misbelieve You my collard green, you the song I sing You the front porch, you like a green lawn You a sweet hello from my first love You my oak tree, you my misbelieve You my collard green, you the song I sing You the front porch, you like a green lawn You a sweet hello from my- I say, "Good morning, sunshine," contemplating suicide? Ego got me stallin', fallin' off the equator Balance beam thick as Serena, let's head to Venus for sushi Genius, a clever idea, a bright career in color We're not that different from each other when we under cover I'm so far removed from rules, my soul, it sometimes wanders In June, it is too soon to leave the Moon or not? You're a magnet, you're a maggot You so clever, I mean, you're like-like whatever Look, nevermind, I sit on planet, tryna pass the time I sit in sadness and reflect the time I'm out my mind, I'm in my mind I see the signs of a better time Ah, this, that special vibey for the current This like lessons backwards as I try to learn them You my oak tree, you my misbelieve You my collard green, you the song I sing You the front porch, you like a green lawn You a sweet hello from my first love You my oak tree, you my misbelieve You my collard green, you the song I sing You the front porch, you like a green lawn You a sweet hello from my first love Everybody wanna know what God taste like Everybody wanna know what God look like Everybody wanna know if Heaven's nice Everybody wanna know what Heaven's like Everybody wanna know what God taste like Everybody wanna know what God look like Everybody wanna know if Heaven's nice Everybody wanna know what Heaven's like I don't know 'cause it's such, you know It's just a spirit lead thing