This is a song about "Brison woods"

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

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

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

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

Parallel on the other side

My uncle pulled me to the side

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

It's a fools fatewithout your word

In the woods outside on the dirt

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

I got something you've been waiting for

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me