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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Smokey’s on the hillside
Hat tipped, big brown boots
Pointin’ at the pine line
Like, “look at all those roots”
Campers start gigglin’
He’s blushin’ through his fur
Mumblin’ something awkward
You almost can’t believe you heard
[Chorus]
Smokey’s got a thing for trees
Loves the way they’re standin’ free
Says they’re tall and proud and strange
Swears they make his heartbeat change
Smokey’s got a thing for trees
Chucklin’ in that summer breeze
If you ask him what he sees
He just grins and hugs those trees
[Verse 2]
Oak’s got knotted branches
Cedar standin’ straight
He lines ‘em up and studies
Like he’s on a forest date
Rangers tradein’ side‑eyes
Kids are tryin’ not to laugh
He says, “Mother Nature’s art, y’all”
Then winks and walks on past
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 9, 2026
Duration2:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Playful bluegrass-trap fusion, mid‑tempo. Banjo and mandolin pick a bouncy riff over booming 808s and crisp hi‑hats, upright bass doubling the low end. Male vocals with a wink, tight stacked harmonies in the hook. Fiddle fills answer vocal punchlines; beat drops harder on the chorus for a rowdy, comedic singalong feel., bluegrass
Credits
Prompt byEpicLoop876
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Song about smokey the bear being in love with trees because they look like penises.
Bluegrass with a trap beat
