This is a song about "Avril wood"

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Y'all niggas want to go platinum but see you can't even get a wood pushed,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

And please never disrespect my set

Hide bodies in a wood shed