This is a song about "Snow wood"

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Throw my hood up, it's startin to snow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

People words are weak like some snow

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

I wanted the money and never the fame