This is a song about "A path in the woods"

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Lift the flap, and u will find ur mind in a restricted path

The therapist said hello but my mom would wonder

Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,

I'll kiss you just a little, i promise it's forever

This ain't no haunting in the woods, were is slender

In the woods outside on the dirt

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

I took the path of a psycho

I put myself in this path

Does a stripper love to shake that ass

But still i hear rustles in the woods and i think it's the police emerging,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right