This is a song about "Free wood"

...can i break free? trapped in my sins, can i break free?

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Hopin' that my niggas see

In life nothings comes free

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

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

And hide like a beast under the wood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Cutting me this worthless check

But in the meantime it's lights please

I ask would/wood you please leave,