This is a song about "Wood blamke"

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

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

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

This information is vital, look

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

My nigga, no hook

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

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

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

So dunn stay silent

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

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