This is a song about "Wood cock"

You gotta breathe and be at ease

I ask would/wood you please leave,

I gotta know if it's real or not

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

Hide bodies in a wood shed

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

I'm going off the top of the brain

Bitches licking on my cock

And i don't make no bed rock

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good