This is a song about "Backwoods"

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

Roll it up in backwoods got em going wacko

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

Dumb hillbilly backwoods hicks, trying to mask our past,

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

Passing kush in the studio, rolled up backwoods

Someone go tell who ever it is to get the backwoods

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours