This is a song about "Boards"

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I send a blast and a gasp through them boards

On the boards running with the bulls noah,blocked into a coma,

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Check your ass into the boards, bro i'll put you on the benches

Messing with ouija boards triangles and the kay kay kay

And that little nigga nigga, thinks its okay

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Where the floor boards are so cold,

See it's simply greed, it's such a need to say your broke

U aint paid u broke, this boards turnin to a joke/