This is a song about "Josh wood"

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

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

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Stops bein hyper, josh its time to act cool...

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

My nigga, no hook

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Hold it down like lean and wood grain