This is a song about "Jake wood"

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

And hide like a beast under the wood

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Moldy wood. i give my all when i pick up the pen, try to put me down say i'm

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Spitting fire. a dragon like jake

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

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

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

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

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

So i can stab his face and nut on his grave like mourning wood

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good