This is a song about "Woodywood pecker"

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Come up to your peep hole, leave you fuckin' smelly nigga,

Ox up in my pocket, i'll lock shit, from the peep holes,

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Wanted to leave this world post haste there's place for me.

Ambitious girl, your drive, drives me crazy

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Y'all niggas want to go platinum but see you can't even get a wood pushed,

By any means, if ya like it or not

I do not want to go,suck my cock!

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good