This is a song about "Bretton woods conference"

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

Hold a little conference make sure there is proper seating

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

It's no longer a new jack city

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

The only team more powerful? sasha and malia family

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