This is a song about "Stroking wood"

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

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

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

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

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

I ask would/wood you please leave,