This is a song about "Wood spoon"

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

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Hide bodies in a wood shed

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Ran outside to see the big show

Bend the spoon plus game like neo

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

My bitch wanna spoon late in the afternoon, this bitch that i consumed,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

I'm droppin' fire, only things they're dropping's hot wood,