This is a song about "Chopping timber"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

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

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Smoke you like a timber and leave you dyin as you look into the mirror

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

I don't hear no talking, we just hear them barking

And i plan on chopping till the planet stop,

Been running around trying find a job

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Also i'm chopping misers grossly caused reduction