This is a song about "Bruin woods week seven"

Three lunch boxes a week,

I’m way harder than the concrete

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Sniffing cocaine 7 days a week,

I like listening to music in the week.

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

I can smell it when i go outside

Nine eleven seven seven seven eleven in heaven

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Take this back to seventeen seventy seven

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

They say i talk like im god body

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me