This is a song about "Foggy nigh"

Progress not foggy, though, foes going so low to

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

But like the sun in a foggy day

When the end is nigh, forget about credibility,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

No hetero, just let it go, the snow ain't clear, it's foggy

Kill him and raise up from the dead like a zombie, mist is thick and foggy

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Breathing heavy foggy from steam