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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Kanye, straight up Forester vibes, talkin’ ‘bout this tree—whore, nah mean? Not that kinda whore, chill, I’m riffin’ on a forest giant, the who-re, like, some ancient-ass tree I saw out there. Picture this—me, Yeezy, stompin’ through the woods, thinkin’ deep shit, like *Son of Saul* deep, you feel me? That movie, man, it’s raw—Saul out there, draggin’ bodies, whisperin’, “I can’t go on,” but he does, right? That’s this tree, fam—this whore’s been standin’ since, like, forever, roots clawin’ deep, sayin’, “I won’t give up,” even when loggers roll up with chainsaws, mad disrespectful.

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