This is a song about "Wood"

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Thanks to all that, never had to knock on wood cause i'm still alive and kicking

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Y'all niggas want to go platinum but see you can't even get a wood pushed,

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

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Should i say the fake leg made out of wood

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

That if they wanted a guy with good wood

A wardrobe so your skin wood be the wood shavings

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

How much wood could a wood chuck chuck

And you have a job choppin' up wood!

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took