This is a song about "Smoke me a wood"

No hook, fuck a hook

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

I just brought 'em more audience, shawty wait till november

Give me a smoke so i enjoy the view even better.

No reason to be around

Us two we smoke a pound

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Id smoke out of a pinchy, lookin like a chimney, if only god would show me pity,

When he ran his mouth, me i'd rather smoke

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

Aye, hold your head homie, look

And hide like a beast under the wood

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

Well, um, there's a but

Smoke a dutch before the session

Is a you intervention