This is a song about "Tree nial wood"

While im bout to, go blow tree

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I'mma drop you off home quickly

Tree is moving because its windy

Extensive tree breathing

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Im trying to see her in bed

So i can stab his face and nut on his grave like mourning wood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

I ask would/wood you please leave,