This is a song about "Wooden beads"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

My realm is shillack, my wooden floor's got a crack

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Rotting in a graveyard garden, six feet deep in your wooden coffin

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Thieves and larceny, they rob your beads and bodily property, your apartment keys

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

How about some anal beads girls voice " oooo you nasty"

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

I can finally rest in piece and sit in my wooden chair.

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there