This is a song about "Xander wilton"

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Hey nine ball wanna take a purple pill and roll down a hill,

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I'm bashing your fantasy like wood to a fairy otter

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,

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

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

This guy's a softy, this ain't willie nelson music