This is a song about "Wooden beads"

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

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

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

Can only offer them a fraction. of the fame, man what a dame. she keeps

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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

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

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

With my donald trump hair piece you're an apprentice

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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