This is a song about "Wooden spoon"

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

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

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

And there's no way i can pay you back

(silver spoon anyone?)

Vijay singh and all of them

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

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

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

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug

Sleazy bitches easily licking the cheesy kettle spoon

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

I was bred to get it in, no spoon

Won't run out anytime soon