I'm a educated foo with lumber on my mind
Got my axe in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a locced out gangsta tree cuttin banga
And my chainsaw is down so dont arouse my anger foo
Wood aint nothing but a tim-ber away
I'm living life do or die, maple syrup all day
I've twenty three trees will I live to see twenty fo
The way things is going I don't know