This is a song about "Wood glue"

She gonna dance when that molly through

Never leaving you, on you like glue.

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

To mcs that don't rhyme good

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Her name was sue and we use to stick together like glue,

I get my glue and i start anew

Now i gotta exit after you

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Because i ain't going i'm sticking like glue

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

I ain't quitting i ain't splitting, i'ma stick it like glue