This is a song about "Pewee"

Every day, my morning wood made me pass out, there's no way they

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

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

Hella proper, my garment is propeller of chopper

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Every day, my morning wood made me pass out, there's no way they

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

From hollywood to the hood

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

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