This is a song about "Nial wood"

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

I ask would/wood you please leave,

Right flows down and they might go nice

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Well, um, there's a but

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

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

Y'all niggas want to go platinum but see you can't even get a wood pushed,