This is a song about "Wood floors"

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Lock your doors, you want more? get you knocked to the floors

This is the kings buffet, i'm serving all you whores stick to ya day job mopping floors

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Stoppin' the force and with rappers he's moppin' the floors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

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

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

My bitches fuck me good

If a wood chuck could chuck wood

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Youve got a cock like a piece of rotton wood