This is a song about "Bruin woods week seven"

Figures thousands in week

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

30 chains on, bet the light work

In the woods outside on the dirt

That tre five seven stay tuck

I said i don’t give a fuck

Where you belong with your family

Hanging out the woods, famz nigaa just ask me

Its seven, now pinch it

About some tyga beef shit

I delete they history

Knees week, arms are sturdy

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Screams from kenny woods still phantom ride

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Fresh outta school but only for the week,