This is a song about "Wooden spoon"

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

Fuck a knife, i split you in two with a spoon

To stir it up like a spoon in a cauldron of shit

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

Sleazy bitches easily licking the cheesy kettle spoon

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

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

That fire flow the finest women i adore

I pick up a spoon and walk through the living room door

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

My bitch wanna spoon late in the afternoon, this bitch that i consumed,