This is a song about "Tool shed"

Im just a manic who uses insanity as his tool

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Now dont shed a tear, its ok,

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

I don't take shit from no one, especially not a tool,

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

I shed so many tears

Double mg, we millionaires

If your man want to bet

And all those tears are shed

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

You just another tool in the tool box