This is a song about "Wood burn"

And hide like a beast under the wood

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Do you need a water bottle with that burn?

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

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

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

Set it on fire watch it burn

Guess i see it's my turn

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I fear i'mma have to burn this stuff

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look