This is a song about "Salvador dali"

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

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

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

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

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Showed your lil' ass look

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

Hounds of hell gettin' hungry, you wanna hear 'em bark?

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

And hide like a beast under the wood