This is a song about "Wooden beads"

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

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

Hell of a hand without a man, feelin' helpless

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

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

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Im on another level rocking beads for a necklace

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

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

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

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