This is a song about "Bradley woods"

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

In the woods outside on the dirt

Girl, i put in that work

Nity? all i have now is to live in the woods and cook squirrel's carcasses,

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

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

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

In the woods, i began to slaughter those weaker than me.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

But we should be body to body