This is a song about "Wooden beads"

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

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

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

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

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

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

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

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

With my donald trump hair piece you're an apprentice

I spaz in true speech one relapse and ya naps get thrown thru out these streets//

Who was brushing his teeth when he happened to see a bitch using anal beads,