This is a song about "Pure wood"

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

My nigga, no hook

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Almost lost my life to the industry

Painting a picture of pure imagery.

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

My flow is pure fire

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,

Surface to purge me worthless, whether pure fits

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics