This is a song about "Brison woods"

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

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

Drag his children through the woods, bury them alive,

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

It feels like we only rolling back wards (woods)

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

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

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

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

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