This is a song about "Janet wood"

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

And bijies like im out and

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

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

She got that good good

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Thanks to all that, never had to knock on wood cause i'm still alive and kicking

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again