This is a song about "Chuck cansfield"

You could chuck all of his shit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Then cut your troat in your night, and take a chuck out of your ear with a big bite.

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

Fuck what you think of me i would rather chuck than to change a little part of me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Dreamy little bastard, i done ran outta luck now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

I know you're mad, but so what

Now go get your boyfriend chuck