This is a song about "Brison woods"

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I flash smiles at the mean looks

In the woods outside on the dirt

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

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

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

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

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

If it's not tell them bitches take a hike, word life