This is a song about "Keaun blackwood"

Damn people you're barking up the wrong tree

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

You forgotten oak, you're blocked from hope or caught emotions

Gets him his coffee? thats nothing to proud about thats nothing to be loud about

Of an elderly man with diarrhea with no bog roll - when his back is out

This ain't no haunting in the woods, were is slender

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,

At the lemmon tree and it sound

To come and change my life around