This is a song about "Chopping timber"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

You like the chopping game well i'll be name dropping

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Also i'm chopping misers grossly caused reduction

To im chopping of your genitals kill ya mother and father drop u and your

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

And i plan on chopping till the planet stop,

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

Me and my boy's up in jail chopping up nigga's with razors.

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

From hollywood to the hood

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef