This is a song about "Drew wood"

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

My punchlines are more accurate that drew brees throws,

Aye, hold your head homie, look

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Fucks i give? big easy, drew brees

I even drew a clear picture in the words

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

I'm bashing your fantasy like wood to a fairy otter

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Through all the rain and the pain