This is a song about "Tom wood"

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Words with wood he ig-nites,just to flee these kites

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Im happier when high and drunk

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

I ask would/wood you please leave,

Somebody sue me, like tom cruise in that movie/

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

He's like #tom #'n' #jerry, he gets beaten by mice, so he friggin' tries

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood