This is a song about "Wood"

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Hide bodies in a wood shed

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood

And hide like a beast under the wood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Clap two times if you drunk

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

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

I ask would/wood you please leave,

Not likely like stay long please