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

Every day, my morning wood made me pass out, there's no way they

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Moldy wood. i give my all when i pick up the pen, try to put me down say i'm

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

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

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

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

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

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

Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good