This is a song about "Glenn wood"

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

And hide like a beast under the wood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,

Cause innocent women’ll stalk you if you fuck em good

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good