This is a song about "Large pieces of wood"

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Okay i need 50k large

Don't believe me, just watch

Let's pretend he never scribbled on the pieces of paper,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

To pieces like a plastic, ya i'm made up of steel, i'm amazing, i'm fantastic

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your yard, full of pieces of lard